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Pursuing Her Chapter 61
Chapter 61 All Eyes On Her
Sophie froze briefly. The gown had already been designed to cling to her tightly, and with Tristan’shand on her waist now, she felt especially uncomfortable.”Let's go. Everyone's looking this way.”Andis that my fault?Sophie was certain that Tristan was doing this on purpose.”What the f*ck?” Danielledesperately wanted to shove Tristan’s hand away from that woman. How dare he touch another girl?He's mine!“Calm down, Danielle. Don't look at them. Ysabelle's about to make her entrance."Lincolnsoon appeared on stage while holding Ysabelle by the arm.He walked to the microphone and beganhis speech.Meanwhile, Tristan led Sophie to the front.Winter's gaze remained on Tristan. He didn'twant to be my date, but now he’s got his hand around Sophie's waist!And now, all eyes are onher!Those looks of envy were supposed to be on her, but clearly, that wasn't happening now thanksto Sophie.Winter refused to accept this. Tristan’s hand remained on Sophie's waist, making the latterfeel uneasy.”You can let go now, Mr. Tristan." Tristan liked having his hand on her and didn’t want tolet go, but seeing the look on her face, he knew she would probably hit him if he didn't listen toher.His lips curled as he released his grip on her."Last but not least, I'd like to thank everyone for allthe love they've shown Ysabelle. Thank you once again."When Lincoln was done with his speech, hehanded the microphone to Ysabelle as he had other guests to attend to.“I'm so happy today. Thankyou for coming to my birthday party. I hope you all have a good time."Not wasting too much time,Ysabelle ended things quickly and passed the microphone to the host.She then left the stage andwalked toward Sophie.”Soph! I—" She wanted to take Sophie to check out the cruise ship, but Felixcut her off."Come, Ysabelle. I want to show you your gift."He had spent a great deal of time pickingout the young woman's birthday gift."Go on,” Tristan chimed in.With that, Ysabelle was snatchedaway in a huff.Tristan had no intention of staying either.It was too lively there, and he preferredsomewhere quieter.”Let’s go. I'll get you out of this hellhole.”Sophie felt the same way he did. Shewas sick of being stared at by the female socialites there.”If you're tired, you can head back and getsome rest. I'll replace myself somewhere I can be alone,” she proposed.Yet, Tristan wasn't having any ofthat nonsense, and he left while tugging her by the arm.“Are you always this disrespectful towardwomen, Mr. Tristan?"“My head's throbbing. So let's go.”Sophie was rendered speechless. Tristan soonbrought her to his room, which appeared larger than Ysabelle's and was located in an even betterspot. One could simply take a seat on the rug and have the entire city’s view in front of their veryeyes.The blinding lights of various colors lit up the sky beautifully.Tristan opened up a bottle of redwine, walked over with two glasses, and sat down.”You should have a seat too. Your feet must hurtfrom wearing those heels."To him, Sophie was tall enough and didn’t need to wear high heels.Yet,Sophie believed that an evening gown always had to go with a pair of heels.t's either heels ornothing.Tristan handed her a cushion for her to sit on.Her dress was rather short, so sitting like thiswasn't the most ideal situation. Tristan had never considered this. After all, he never really caredabout the women around him.But upon seeing Sophie's slender thighs, he couldn't help butgulp.Then, he began to feel awkward as he realized what he had done.He got up and broughtSophie a woolen blanket to cover her thighs with.Sophie didn't expect him to be thisthoughtful. He's surprisingly quite a gentleman. Most men would rather have the opportunity tostare.”You don't have to thank me. I'm just worried I wouldn't be able to hold myself back."She wasstruck speechless.Fine! But did he really have to say it out loud?Tristan poured them a glass of wineeach."Have some. This wine's pretty good.”He didn't want her drinking in front of other men, butnow that she was with him, it wasn't a problem.Sophie raised her glass and took a sip.The winetasted exceptionally good.It's no surprise, though. Whatever Tristan eats or uses, he always has thebest of everything.Tristan began to sip on his wine, too.The two savored their drinks while staring atthe scenery outside the window.Despite not saying much, the two seemed to share an inexplicablemutual understanding.After finishing a glass, Sophie wanted seconds.”Can I have some more?” Shereally liked the wine.Tristan took the bottle and poured her another glass.”Do you feeluncomfortable being with me?"“No.""That's good, then."He hoped she could slowly get used to hispresence.l'll give her time. I have enough patience and confidence for this.This girl will eventually bemine.Time ticked by, and the two finished the entire bottle of wine without realizing it."Let's go grabsome cake.” It was about time for Ysabelle's cake-cutting ceremony.“Okay."As soon as they steppedout of Tristan’s room, the door across theirs opened, and Winter could be seen walking out.SeeingSophie and Tristan leaving the room together only made Winter's expression sour further."Goodevening, Mr. Tristan,” she greeted before leaving in a rush.She didn't want to look at them for asecond longer, nor did she want to think about it.Tristan returned to the hall with Sophie. This time,he didn’t have his arm around her, so she felt much more at ease.The workers had already wheeledan eighteen-tier cake into the room.Ysabelle had been looking for Sophie the whole time, and uponseeing her, she immediately dashed over.Sophie stood next to her.As the eighteen candles were lit,everyone began to sing.Ysabelle made a wish before blowing out the candles and cutting thecake.She was especially delighted that day.”I'm so happy I got to see you today, Sophie. Oh, and Ireally like what you gave me."As she spoke, she took out her favorite gift. Upon seeing thatYsabelle's most beloved gift was a rock, Danielle burst into laughter.”Dont you think you're beingway too nice to her, Ms. Ysabelle? It's just a rock! What is there to like about it? I can't believe thisso-called friend of yours would do such a thing! What kind of a gift is that?"“Right? Never in my lifewould I expect anyone to give a rock as a gift!"“This is hilarious. She's such a bumpkin."Ysabellegrew livid. These women are plain disgusting! “You—""Excuse me, Ms. Ysabelle, but may I have alook at that rock you're holding?"That came from a nobleman who had a passion forcollectibles.”Sure, but be sure not to damage it."Ysabelle didn't want to waste her time on thosenauseating women.As the nobleman picked up the rock carefully, astonishment filled his eyes." Willyou sell me this rock, Ms. Ysabelle? I'll buy it for any price you name.”"What? Are you insane? It's justa rock!"”1 know, right? What on earth has this world become?”
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