Changing only for her (Sophie and Tristan) novel Chapter 392

Chapter 392

Sophie did not accept the bouquet.

“I'm sorry, but I don't have time for this. My boyfriend is waiting for me.” Naturally, Sophie had already noticed Tristan. Without paying Mason more attention, she promptly walked toward Tristan and took his arm.

Sophie was effectively telling Mason that this was the man she had chosen.

In fact, she could not care less about Mason being in her life.

As such, he did not need to mind what she did.

Tristan ignored Mason as well.

While he did feel annoyed at the latter, he still did not do anything.

It was simply not worth his time.

Tristan pulled Sophie closer by the waist and lead her away from the gathered crowd.

The nosy crowd watched the interaction with great interest. After all, it was not every day that one could see two very handsome men fighting over a woman.

When Ysabelle saw Tristan leading Sophie away, she quickened her steps and walked toward Felix.

“Were you waiting outside with all these parents too?”

“Yes. Mr. Tristan insisted on it.”

“Uncle Tristan likes Sophie so much that he's willing to wait for her outside. I'm so envious of this relationship,” said Ysabelle with a longing sigh.

Felix rolled his eyes at her.

If she weren't this dim-witted, we'd have a relationship worth envying too. Who does she think I'm waiting for?

Ysabelle was completely oblivious to Felix's advances.

Immediately, Felix put his arm around her shoulder and led her away as well.

“Trust me, Ysabelle. You're going to make other women envious as well.”

“Of course. I'm such a desirable person, after all. I'm certain I'll meet a devoted man someday!” retorted Ysabelle playfully.

If I'm being honest, I don't really have much faith in my future marriage. I mean, look at how many upper-class marriages end up in shambles!

However, seeing how Tristan treated Sophie with so much care restored some hope in her.

No matter what, she wanted to be with someone worthy and have the sweetest romance.

Meanwhile, Mason stood rooted to the spot, his eyes never leaving Sophie.

The woman was already spoken for, but he could not let go of her.

They used to be so close. That day, however, he did not even have the chance to be by her side.

“Mason...”

Willow walked toward him, intending to say something. However, seeing the heartbroken expression on Mason's face rendered her speechless.

Does he like Sophie that much? It's just Sophie, after all. What's so great about her?

When Mason saw Willow approaching, his gaze turned cold.

He no longer had any feelings for this woman.

Now that Sophie was gone, there was no need for him to linger. Mason turned around and made to leave.

“Mason, do you blame me?”

The question made Mason turn around and glance at Willow.

“Willow, thank you for saving me. But I am not interested in you. I also won't hate you.”

The choices she made did not concern him in the slightest. They were hers to live with.

“I'm sorry.”

In the end, an apology was all Willow could offer.

All this while, she had been too selfish.

Mason smiled in relief.