Chapter 977 Track Of Fate

At that moment, Sophie had no choice but to call Ysabelle.

“What’s wrong?” Ysabelle thought something had happened to Sophie when the latter had not returned after so long.

“My period came,” was all Sophie said. The rest was understood tacitly since there was already an unspoken understanding established between the two. It was not the first time that happened, anyway.

“Okay. I’ll be right there.” Ysabelle had brought her bag out with her that day, and it contained sanitary pads.

Seeing she was going to leave, Felix hurried after her.

“What’s up? Where are you going?” It was too chaotic out there; he was worried she could get into trouble if she was alone.

“It’s nothing. Sophie’s in the washroom, and I’m going to check on her.” Ysabelle spared Felix the details of the situation.

Before she left, Tristan handed her an exquisite-looking pouch.

“What’s this?” Ysabelle was puzzled. Is this for me? Since when does Uncle Tristan treat me so well? That’s impossible.

“It’s for Sophie. It has what she needs,” Tristan explained. He remembered when Sophie’s time of the month was, so he naturally had the habit of preparing the essentials for her.

Ysabelle did not understand what was going on until she saw the sanitary pads in the pouch upon arriving at the washroom.

More importantly, it was the brand Sophie always used.

The discovery baffled Ysabelle. Is this how it feels to watch someone flaunt their love for their partner? This is torture.

“Sophie, where are you?”

“Here!”

When Ysabelle heard Sophie’s voice, she passed a sanitary pad into the cubicle.

this for you. This is so unexpected from him. He actually remembers when you’re going to have your period. That’s not all!

so attentive. Jeez, I’m envious of

little jealous of you, Sophie.” How could there be such a

uncle. Everyone has different ways of showing love to

that Tristan, who was originally a high and mighty rich heir, often performed sweet gestures for

the cubicle, she washed her hands and wiped them dry with a paper towel before walking

remarked.

was written all over Sophie’s

“Does it hurt?”

it’s bearable. Don’t worry about it.” Sophie was only feeling a subtle pain in

going to enter a race later. Are you sure you’ll

Trust me.” Sophie’s lips were looking a little pale, but she knew her

ten minutes left till the race by the time Sophie got back. While Ysabelle was still feeling

He had already prepared a drink beforehand that could

“Okay.”

it was the familiar taste of hot

too?” she exclaimed. This man is incredible!

entered the arena. They were all from the racing circle, so they had no fear

her race suit, walked over with a

asked intentionally, “What’s wrong, Ms. Tanner? Are you unwell? The race track today is really dangerous. You

pretentious behavior made Ysabelle clench her fists in

however, did not so much as entertain Lily. She simply put on

innocently at

do I feel like Ms. Tanner’s being hostile

race, Ms. Sanders. No one’s

tolerate

at the starting point. She originally had plans to toy with Lily, but she thought better of it due to her condition. I’ll end this quickly and win this round to save myself the trouble of having

so the race suit accentuated her figure

the race car, the lackeys in the crowd could not

She’s my

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