Pursuing Her (Sophie and Tristan)

“Willa, the world of the wealthy isn’t as enticing as you thought. You have no idea how much I’ve struggled so that I could marry your dad. Look at where it’s gotten me now. So, as a woman, you can truly only rely on yourself. Only when you stand firm can you avoid being taken lightly by others,” Charmaine commented.

“Mom, I don’t want to hear this.” Willow was losing patience. Sophie is so happy now. How can I give up? I’m Tristan Lombard’s sister-in-law! With such an identity, people will be eager to flatter me, so what do I have to fear?

“All right, I didn’t mean it that way. I just want to remind you not to dig your own grave,” Charmaine said.

As a mother, she had said all she could, yet her influence over her daughter’s decisions was inevitably limited.

Meanwhile, after Sophie returned home, she found William tending to his beloved garden. She greeted him briefly before retiring to her room. Some issues had arisen at Wings of Light that required her attention.

At that moment, Tristan was keeping his father company.

Seeing Tristan seated there with him, William grumbled, “What is wrong with you? Why are you here with an old man? I don’t need you here. Go be with your wife.”

Tristan was rendered speechless. Having finally found some spare time and since Sophie was busy at that time, he decided to keep William company so as to distract him from his solitary thoughts.

Little did he expect his company to be so unwelcomed.

“All right. I was worried you would be lonely. But if you don’t want me around, I’ll go join my wife, then,” Tristan said.

Who wants to be here with an old man?

As a matter of fact, William didn’t want Tristan keeping him company, either. He just wanted a grandson. Nothing else mattered.

Back in their room, Sophie was still busy. Seeing him enter, she spared him a glance while her fingers flew over her keyboard.

“Weren’t you downstairs with Dad? Why are you here?” She reckoned that William needed company. That was the reason she had asked Tristan to stay with him.

Tristan moved closer and wrapped his arms around her waist.

“He doesn’t need my company, and he was the one who asked me to come be with you. Don’t worry. He’s quite content with being alone.”

A hint of a smile spread across Sophie’s face.

Dad is really a very good person. He may have been cold toward me at first, but now he takes good care of me.

“Looks like I need to work harder.” Tristan said abruptly

“Why?”

“Dad wants a grandson. That’s all he’s ever anticipated That’s why he sent me back upstairs.

Sophie gave him a stern look.

married, Tristan had been playful,

go do your own thing. I still have some

“Honey, are you

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she was, Sophie knew that she still had a lot of work on her plate. She

don’t you go take a shower? I’ll be done by the time you finish,” she suggested in an attempt to pacify

That should do it.

her cheek and said, “That’s more like it. I’m going to

shower alone. Showering

“Okay,” Sophie said.

men are full

disappeared into the bathroom, Butterfly’s

interrupt something?” Butterfly had remained silent the whole time, but she had overheard the

you wouldn’t

you to a meal sometime. That should do it, right?” Butterfly said guiltily. After all, she

“Fine,” Sophie replied.

she set her mind on something, there was no problem

twenty minutes,” Butterfly exclaimed, relief washing over her. “I’ll leave you two lovebirds be. I’ll treat you to a meal some other

wish to bother Sophie any longer and quickly

about to make a phone call

“Come on in, Honey!”

Does he have to show off his naked body like this? Sure, we’re married now, but won’t

we agree on this? Were you just

about this? This is your home,

have to do with anything? Don’t worry. Our house is well

newlyweds. His family would absolutely not

“Hurry up,” Tristan urged.

a step forward when he suddenly pulled her into the

a minute!” It’s not like

can’t wait

allure was

only to find it was already past ten. She had always been in the habit of going for

bedside

the call just after

night. I asked the housekeeper to prepare breakfast

it was his responsibility to

right. I’ll get out of bed

I miss you.” Tristan had gotten better at sweet nothings ever