Anything For Her novel (Sophie and Tristan) novel Chapter 458

Chapter 458

Yale, who only dared show himself after the police took Clayton away, immediately went to Sophie.

“What happened, Soph? Why are you covered in blood? Are you hurt anywhere? I'll get a doctor!”

Sophie rolled her eyes. She could not help but wonder if the man was really her father. How is he always this laughable?

“I'm fine, but you still have to get a doctor!” said Sophie because both Charmaine and Willow were hurt.

“Sure. You don't need to worry about it. I'll get one right away.”

“Mr. Tristan, is your hand okay?” asked Yale concernedly when he noticed blood on Tristan's hand as well.

However, Tristan chose to ignore Yale.

“Felix, I'll let you handle things here while I take Sophie back with me.”

To that, Felix immediately nodded in response.

“All right. You go back and rest. I'll take care of things here. Don't worry,” Felix said although he did not think there was much left to do.

“Ms. Willow, we'll need you to come to the precinct with us. We have some questions for you,” said the last policeman at the scene.

Willow could almost cry when she heard the police officer.

“I didn't do anything, and I don't know anything. Dad, I really don't know anything at all.” With wounds all over her face, Willow looked wretched, and she was genuinely afraid of being taken to the precinct.

“Willa, the police just need you to assist in the investigation. You have nothing to fear,” reassured Yale.

“Really?”

Sophie sneered at Willow's reaction. She was bold enough to hold a gun just now. What happened to that bravery of hers now that she's to be taken to the precinct? What a joke! “Give us a minute. I need to speak with her alone!”

Tristan did not think that was a good idea. What else does Sophie have to say to Willow? That woman is the embodiment of selfishness.

Seeing how reluctant Tristan was to give her some space, Sophie reached out to take him by the hand.

“Wait for me down there. I'll be there right away.”

“Okay.”

Nobody thought Tristan would agree to Sophie's request.

“Make it quick.” With that, he went downstairs, leaving Sophie and Willow alone in the room.

“What do you want, Sophie?” asked Willow helplessly because, at that moment, she truly feared her sister.

“I just want you to know that you should stay in your lane if you don't have what it takes! I'm only letting you off the hook this time because I don't want Grandpa to be sad. But if you try anything again, nobody will be able to protect you from me!”

After giving her sister a piece of her mind, Sophie left.

Willow wanted to look strong, so she did her best to keep herself standing straight. However, as soon as her sister walked away, she collapsed to the ground and broke into tears. I'm a failure! My whole life is nothing but a failure!

The police only took Willow away with them after Sophie came down.

When Charmaine saw that, she immediately got anxious.

“My daughter is a victim, officer. Where are you taking her?” questioned Charmaine, worried for her daughter.

“We'll need you to come with us to assist in the investigation too, Mrs. Tanner!”

“I have to go as well?”

The place that Charmaine needed to go the most then was a hospital.

“Mrs. Tanner, we'll send you to a hospital first. But after that, you have to come to the precinct.”

Charmaine had never been through anything like that. She started to get nervous. “Please, officer. We're victims.”

“There's nothing to worry about, Mrs. Tanner. We just need you to assist in our investigation.”

To that, all Charmaine could do was nod in response.

Meanwhile, Tristan drove Sophie back to Wisteria Apartments, where she could shower to clean off the blood covering her body.

“I'm fine, Mr. Tristan, really. Look how much blood you're covered in. You should take a shower!” Sophie thought Tristan should, at least, change into fresh clothes first before he lectured her.

“Sure, go ahead and take your shower. We'll have a good talk afterward.”

What's there to talk about? In the face of Tristan's fury, Sophie could not help sighing inwardly.

Just when Sophie was about to step into the shower, she got a call from Mark. “Don't worry. I'm home now.”

“I saw the news. Clayton was arrested.” Since Clayton was a thug with influence in Jipsdale, Mark wondered if Sophie was the reason the man was apprehended.

“Yeah, so you can sleep well, knowing that nobody will dare harm Sunny and the others from now on.”

Mark knew he and the others were why Sophie put in so much effort, especially when Clayton was involved.

“You're a fine young woman, Sophie. I should've been the one protecting everybody.” Mark vowed to himself that he would keep everyone safe in the future no matter what.

When Sophie heard that, she broke into a chuckle. “Sure. We're counting on you.”

As the heir to the Emerald Gang, Mark did have what it took to make that promise.

“I'm just glad that you're not hurt.”

Only after hanging up did Sophie proceed to shower. She enjoyed a comfortable, warm shower and changed into fresh clothes before taking her sweet time to dry her hair with a towel instead of a hair dryer.

However, no matter how long she dragged it out, Sophie knew she would eventually have to face the inevitable.

Sophie had no choice but to go out with her phone in the end, and as expected, Tristan was already waiting in the living room.

She walked over and sat beside the man, who did not look well at all.

“You don't look so good. Are you feeling unwell?”

Tristan shook his head in response. “I'm fine!”

“How are you fine when you look like that?” Sophie instantly got upset with Tristan because she found it unbelievable that he would treat his own well-being so lightly. “Tell me where it hurts so I can take a look!”

“I'm okay, really!” When Tristan noticed how upset Sophie was, he quickly added, “Maybe I just caught a cold. It's nothing to worry about.”

After hearing that, Sophie immediately placed her hand on the man's forehead and realized it was indeed slightly warm.

“How long has it been? Why didn't you ask the doctor to come over?”

“You're a doctor, aren't you?” inquired Tristan rhetorically as he leaned on her shoulder.

Sophie was still wondering how she would respond to Tristan's questioning just then. However, after seeing him like that, she could feel her heart soften.

At that moment, she learned what it was like to worry about someone. “I'm sorry for worrying you.”

Even though that was not Sophie's intention, she did worry Tristan nonetheless.

“I won't do it again. Don't be mad.”

Tristan was impressed by how much the young woman had changed. Not only does she know that I'm still mad, but she also knows how to make me feel better.

“I think I have a little headache.” The man did not want to worry Sophie at first. However, after seeing how much she cared for him, he wanted more.

“I didn't take you for an attention-seeker, Mr. Tristan! Imagine how others would react if they saw you like this!” Sophie was surprised to see that side of Tristan.

“Why should I care what they think about me? It's not as if that has anything to do with me. I only care about what you think!” To Tristan, no one besides Sophie mattered. He could not care less about others' opinions of him.