Pursuing Her Chapter 216

Chapter 216 I Prefer My Bed “If there's nothing else, you can get lost now.” Ysabelle was aware that

Yvette was there to cause Sarah trouble, so she was not friendly to the troublemaker. What's there

for her to be so smug about? The only thing she knows is how to cling to men. What makes her

think she’s qualified to gloat in front of Aunt Sarah? In spite of her exasperation, Yvette maintained

an awkward smile on her face. Coincidentally, Juan walked over to them, for some time had passed

since he last saw Sarah. All this while, she would always appear in his circle, but now, one month had

gone by without them seeing each other. Hence, knowing where she was, he naturally dropped by

to check on her.

“Juan, you're here. I was just talking about you with Sarah,” Yvette remarked in a sarcastic tone. Juan

only nodded in response as his gaze remained fixed on Sarah. It's been a month since I last saw her.

She has grown more beautiful since then. “It's been a long while,” Juan said to Sarah, who simply

responded with a smile. Not that long. It has only been a month. “Juan, can I invite Sarah to be my

bridesmaid for our wedding?” Juan shot a glance at her. “Whatever you wish.” Juan had no idea why

Yvette had to bring up the wedding all of a sudden, but he didnt mind as long as it made her

happy. “Ysabelle, Sophie, let's go back there. Tristan must be anxiously looking for us.” Sarah got to

her feet, for she had no desire for any drama. After all, Yvette was someone who utterly disgusted

her. Upon Sarah's cue, Ysabelle and Sophie stood by Sarah's side with one on the left and the other

on her right, as if they were her bodyguards. At the same time, Ysabelle stared daggers at Yvette.

“What right do you have to get Aunt Sarah to be your bridesmaid? Who do you think you are?”

Yvette is nothing but a small-time artist who only knows how to seduce men. Yvette's expression

drastically changed. Is this girl looking down on me? The one thing that she hated the most was

someone scoffing at her. “She—" After being ridiculed, Yvette turned toward Juan for comfort. “All

right now, Sarah certainly doesn't have time to be your bridesmaid given her busy schedule.

Anyway, there's something I need to do. You have fun here.” With Sarah gone, there was no reason

for him to stick around. When she saw Juan leave at the same time as Sarah did, Yvette grimaced in

anger. What does he mean?

Doesn't he hate the supposedly exceptional Sarah? Upon Juan's departure, Yvette walked up to

Sarah's side on purpose with a glass of wine in her hand. When they were side by side, she planned

to spill the wine on the latter. I just hate Sarah's guts. Why does she have everything? Who gave her

the right to look down on me? However, before she could spill the wine, her hand was caught by a

young girl. Sophie, who had been watching all along, had noticed the insidious expression on

Yvette's face. She was someone who cared about those who were important to the people she

loved. Since Sarah was Ysabelle's aunt and Tristan's sister, Sophie naturally considered her someone

close. As a result, she wasn't going to tolerate anyone bullying the former. “What are you doing? Let

go of me.” Just when Yvette wanted to pull her hand free, she realized it wouldn't budge one bit. “I

should be the one asking you that. You're lucky you haven't spilled the wine on Sarah.

Otherwise, I would have broken this hand of yours!” Why do you need to be so attention-seeking?

Nevertheless, Sarah was puzzled to see what Sophie was doing. “Sophie, what happened?” Why is

she confronting Yvette all of a sudden? “Sarah, it has nothing to do with you. So, stay out of it,”

Sophie answered flatly. Her response stunned Yvette. The audacious look in the girl's eyes is truly

terrifying. “Let go of me. Do you know who I am? Sarah, what are you waiting for? Get her to release

me. Otherwise, there's going to be trouble when Juan arrives. I'm sure you know how much he loves

me, don’t you?” “All right now, Sophie, let her go.” Even though Sarah, too, felt the urge to teach

Yvette a lesson, she never laid a finger on the latter just because the latter was Juan's girlfriend.

With a forceful tug by Sophie, the wine spilled all over Yvette's body. In fact, the impact was

centered mostly around her chest. Yvette was consequently enraged. Da*n you, Sophie Tanner! “I'm

going to remember this. There's no way I'm going to let you off for this!”

Truth be told, Yvette was a particularly vengeful person. “Let me off? That will depend on whether

you're even capable of that in the first place.” Upon letting her go, Sophie sauntered elegantly back

to Sarah's side. “Going forward, stay away from Sarah. Or else, you won't be getting off lightly like

now.” Ysabelle, who watched the entire episode was all happy. “Well done, Sophie.” Sarah shook her

head before leading Ysabelle and Sophie back to join Tristan. Halfway through the banquet, Sophie

began to feel sleepy, causing her to quieten down. When Tristan saw how she was, he sympathized

with her. “What's wrong? Are you sleepy?” At that moment, Sophie's beautiful eyes seemed to be

clouded by a layer of mist. “"Mmm-hmm, a little.” If she wasn't with Tristan that evening, she would

already have left. After all, it was pointless to stay any longer considering how boring the event was.

“Let's go.” Tristan proceeded to have someone bring their jackets. Although it was warm in the

building due to the heater, it was still freezing cold outside. As the Quigley family’s servants brought

Tristan and Sophie's coats, he received them and helped Sophie into hers. After that, he even

buttoned up for her attentively. Only when he was done did he put on his own jacket. “Mr. Tristan,

it's still early. Are you already leaving?” Charles rushed over the moment he heard that Tristan was

about to go. “"Mmm-hmm, she's tired.” Nothing was more important to him than her well-being.

Charles was speechless. He's just trying to make us jealous. “Fine. Since Ms. Tanner is tired, you guys

should head home first.” After all, Walter, too, had gone to rest and Tristan had already shown his

family sufficient respect by gracing the occasion.

Thus, there was no reason for him to insist on anything else. With that, Charles personally escorted

them out. Upon Tristan’s departure, Ysabelle and Sarah left together with him. Thus, Tristan was

annoyed to see the extra passengers inside his car. These two are such third wheels. When Ysabelle

saw the look Tristan was giving her, she felt a little guilty. As for Sarah, she chatted with Tristan as if

it was nothing at all. Subsequently, Tristan sent Ysabelle and Sarah back home first. “Sophie, since

it's already late, why don’t you stay with us? There are plenty of empty rooms in my house.” Ysabelle

bringing a friend home was a perfectly convincing excuse. Hence, there was no need for Sophie to

worry.

“No, thank you. I prefer my bed.” Sophie had not expected this casual comment to cause Tristan to

move her bed wherever they went in the future. His persistence was both annoying and amusing to

her.