Changing only for her (Sophie and Tristan) novel Chapter 459

Chapter 459

“Okay, you don't have to care what others think. Just lie down while I get you some medicine.” Sophie assumed there was cold medicine at home.

However, before she could walk away, Tristan grabbed her hand from behind and pulled her back to him.

“That won't be necessary. I just need some rest,” said Tristan because he did not like taking medicine.

Standing beside the man, Sophie looked down at him and questioned, “You're not telling me that you're afraid of taking some meds, are you?” Of course, he has to take medicine since he's sick, not to mention that he has a fever.

“Cold medicine is useless. Whether I take it or not, I'll still need two or three days to recover.”

Tristan understood that he would have to depend on medicines if he suffered from other illnesses, but he only caught a cold. It's completely unnecessary to take medications for something so trivial.

Being someone who had studied under Barney for some time in Horington and was about to study medicine, Sophie knew Tristan had a point, so she let him have his way.

“Fine. You don't have to take any medicines if you don't want to.” Sophie then returned to the couch.

Maybe it was because of his cold that Tristan lazily rested his head on Sophie's thighs and made himself comfortable.

In response, Sophie embraced the man so he could lie down more comfortably.

“Are you sure you don't want to go to bed instead? I think you should just go to bed!”

“Will you go with me?” Tristan would be more than happy to do as suggested if Sophie were to join him.

“Sure, let's go together!”

“Forget it. I'll just stay here. I don't want to move!” After thinking about how he would start getting ideas in bed, Tristan quickly changed his mind. That's a bad idea because I'll have a hard time trying to control myself.

“Are you sure? I'm worried you won't be comfortable here.” Sophie thought that the couch was too small for the one-hundred- and-eighty-centimeter-tall man.

“It's fine. As long as I have you by my side, nothing else matters.”

Sophie could not help but wonder when Tristan became such a sweet-talker.

“Then close your eyes and rest.” Sophie would have Tristan take medicine if he did not get better by evening.

“But I don't want to close my eyes. I want to keep looking at you like this.” The sick Tristan was acting somewhat wilful.

However, there was something charming about his stubbornness.

“I told you I'd stay with you, didn't I? You need to rest if you're unwell.”

“Fine!” Seeing how serious Sophie was, Tristan decided to listen to her and shut his eyes.

With her hand in his, the man did not take long before falling asleep, and just like that, he was out for more than an hour.

Even though her legs had gone numb, Sophie did not want to wake Tristan.

To others, Tristan was a highly respected man who could do whatever he wanted in Jipsdale. However, to Sophie, he was just an ordinary man who was also susceptible to fatigue and illness.

She wanted nothing more than to care for the unwell Tristan then.

Only after sunset did the man finally awake. He was somewhat embarrassed to have slept for such a long time.