Tristan was stunned by her question. It turns out that she's worried about me!
As a warm and fuzzy sensation swirled in his heart, he felt that his restraint all this while was worth it.
Grabbing her hand, he broke into a smile.
“I'm good. I really like how we are currently.”
Being much older than her, he was willing to be patient and proceed at her pace.
With the rest of their lives ahead of them, anticipation filled him as he thought about the day she would truly be his.
“Actually, I can also...”
Tristan shook his head.
“I told you before that you're different from other girls. You're going to be my wife. I will only make you mine when we get married!”
That was his way of making her feel secure.
Even though they were fated to be together, he wasn't going to take advantage of the fact until they were officially husband and wife.
In the event something untoward happened to him, he didn't want her to feel sad for the rest of her life.
Sophie knitted her brows, baffled by his response.
It's clear that he wants it but ends up rejecting me. I can't make sense of what's going through his mind. If I continue to insist, it will feel like I'm forcing him into it, which doesn't reflect well on me. It's better to just forget it.
“Don't let your imagination run wild. I just want to save the moment for our wedding night.” He didn't want her to have the wrong idea.
“Mmm-hmm, I understand.”
After all, she wasn't someone who would kick up a fuss over nothing.
Since he feels that this is for the best, we'll just maintain the status quo.
Upon getting into bed, Tristan spooned her from behind. He still wanted to hug her to sleep despite the risk of losing control of his urges.
After all, he enjoyed the feeling of holding her in his arms.
“Since you know how uncomfortable it feels, why do you insist on lying together with me in bed?” Isn't this obvious from the start?
“I enjoy losing my mind over my lust for you!” Tristan murmured beside her ear.
At that moment, no one could resist his charms.
Turning around, Sophie buried herself in his embrace before raising her head and giving his chin a bite.
“In that case, your suffering is well deserved.”
In spite of her words, she still sympathized with him.
“Mmm-hmm. I know this is all my fault. It has nothing to do with you.”
What's wrong with her? I'm obviously concerned about her, and yet, she insists on responding so coldly. It breaks my heart to see her this way. Even though she attempts to show that she cares, she doesn't know how to express herself at all.
“I didn't say that. Anyway, I'm sleepy now.” She was indeed exhausted by their tryst in the shower.
“Okay. Go ahead and sleep if you're tired. I'll stop bothering you already.” I had better stop talking.
Thereafter, he kissed her gently on her forehead. Although the kiss was clearly devoid of lust, he still managed to fill it with affection.
Initially, Sophie still wanted to continue with their idle chatter, but sleepiness gradually set in and sent her into a deep slumber.
As the scene in the bathroom was seared into her mind, she even relived it in her dreams, which was the first time she had an amorous one.
Tristan will be the only man I have for the rest of my life. There's no way I can accept anyone else other than him.
Meanwhile, Jennifer was intent on sabotaging Tanner Group. However, from her numerous attempts, she quickly learned that they were not to be trifled with.
Every single plot of hers ended up backfiring badly, causing her much distress.
One day, she was at Monarch Mall, shopping for a present for William's upcoming birthday.
It was an event she endeavored to attend.
Since she couldn't get her way around Tristan, she used the biggest advantage she had—William's favor for her.
Little did she expect to run into Sophie and Ysabelle at the mall.
Sophie, despite dressing casually and looking like a university student, still attracted plenty of attention there.
Her features were so attractive that both men and women were equally captivated.
Moreover, that was the same face that Tristan was mesmerized by.
Jennifer thought insidiously, Would Mr. Tristan still fancy her if she's no longer a beauty? If she somehow becomes disfigured, Tristan might lose interest in her. Even an ordinary man can't stand to have an ugly girlfriend, let alone someone like Tristan.
At the same time, Sophie had already spotted Jennifer.
However, she didn't feel obliged to greet the latter since both of them barely knew each other.
Instead, it was Jennifer who ended up approaching them.
“Ysabelle, I'm surprised to see you shopping here too! Since your grandfather's birthday is around the corner, I'm looking to get him a gift. Unfortunately, I don't know what would make a good one. Can you give me some pointers?”
Jennifer knew that she had to maintain a good relationship with Ysabelle after she was married into the Lombard family.
Thus, she went out of her way to be cordial to the latter.
“Since you're the one buying the present, you obviously should make the decision yourself. Why do you expect me to make it for you?” Ysabelle retorted instead, “Do you think the Lombard family needs to resort to such desperate methods to demand something of you?”
Ysabelle just couldn't bring herself to like Jennifer.
She didn't feel that way previously, but after observing the latter's attitude toward Sophie, she knew that Jennifer was just as condescending as the other rich girls in the city.
Although Jennifer felt awkward at being criticized, she didn't retaliate because of Ysabelle's status.
“Ms. Tanner, are you shopping for something too?” Her initial intention was to give Sophie the cold shoulder, but after sensing Ysabelle's disapproval over her behavior, she quickly greeted the other girl.
Unfortunately, Sophie didn't even spare her a glance.
Is she nuts?
While greeting Sophie, Jennifer coincidentally caught a glimpse of the hickey on the latter's neck.
The moment she realized who had given it to Sophie, Jennifer felt a squeeze in her heart.
Have both of them slept with each other already? It wouldn't come as a surprise, as Sophie's body is her most potent weapon. Someone as unscrupulous as her would have no qualms about using it to seduce men.
“Wait for me. I plan to try that dress on.” Ysabelle had found a dress that caught her eye.
“Mmm-hmm. Go on ahead.”
While Ysabelle headed to the changing room, Sophie settled on the couch and flipped through a magazine.
When the salesperson saw that the two were just sitting there instead of browsing through the clothes, she served them two glasses of warm water.
“Ms. Tanner, isn't it unbecoming of you to leave the hickey on your neck exposed?” Jennifer spoke candidly. “As a girl, you should behave prudently before marriage!”
Sophie was rendered speechless.
Is she crazy or what?
“What does my business have anything to do with you? Do you think you're my mother? She doesn't even care, so why are you being a busybody? What's wrong with you? Have you been driven crazy by jealousy? Are you upset that you're not the one Tristan kissed?”
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