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’s

hand on her waist now, she felt especially uncomfortable.”Let's go. Everyone's looking this way.”And

is that my fault?Sophie was certain that Tristan was doing this on purpose.”What the f*ck?” Danielle

desperately 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."Lincoln

soon appeared on stage while holding Ysabelle by the arm.He walked to the microphone and began

his speech.Meanwhile, Tristan led Sophie to the front.Winter's gaze remained on Tristan. He didn't

want to be my date, but now he’s got his hand around Sophie's waist!And now, all eyes are on

her!Those looks of envy were supposed to be on her, but clearly, that wasn't happening now thanks

to Sophie.Winter refused to accept this. Tristan’s hand remained on Sophie's waist, making the latter

feel uneasy.”You can let go now, Mr. Tristan." Tristan liked having his hand on her and didn’t want to

let go, but seeing the look on her face, he knew she would probably hit him if he didn't listen to

her.His lips curled as he released his grip on her."Last but not least, I'd like to thank everyone for all

the love they've shown Ysabelle. Thank you once again."When Lincoln was done with his speech, he

handed the microphone to Ysabelle as he had other guests to attend to.“I'm so happy today. Thank

you 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 and

walked toward Sophie.”Soph! I—" She wanted to take Sophie to check out the cruise ship, but Felix

cut her off."Come, Ysabelle. I want to show you your gift."He had spent a great deal of time picking

out the young woman's birthday gift."Go on,” Tristan chimed in.With that, Ysabelle was snatched

away in a huff.Tristan had no intention of staying either.It was too lively there, and he preferred

somewhere quieter.”Let’s go. I'll get you out of this hellhole.”Sophie felt the same way he did. She

was sick of being stared at by the female socialites there.”If you're tired, you can head back and get

some rest. I'll find myself somewhere I can be alone,” she proposed.Yet, Tristan wasn't having any of

that nonsense, and he left while tugging her by the arm.“Are you always this disrespectful toward

women, Mr. Tristan?"“My head's throbbing. So let's go.”Sophie was rendered speechless. Tristan soon

brought her to his room, which appeared larger than Ysabelle's and was located in an even better

spot. One could simply take a seat on the rug and have the entire city’s view in front of their very

eyes.The blinding lights of various colors lit up the sky beautifully.Tristan opened up a bottle of red

wine, walked over with two glasses, and sat down.”You should have a seat too. Your feet must hurt

from 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 or

nothing.Tristan handed her a cushion for her to sit on.Her dress was rather short, so sitting like this

wasn't the most ideal situation. Tristan had never considered this. After all, he never really cared

about the women around him.But upon seeing Sophie's slender thighs, he couldn't help but

gulp.Then, he began to feel awkward as he realized what he had done.He got up and brought

Sophie a woolen blanket to cover her thighs with.Sophie didn't expect him to be this

thoughtful. He's surprisingly quite a gentleman. Most men would rather have the opportunity to

stare.”You don't have to thank me. I'm just worried I wouldn't be able to hold myself back."She was

struck speechless.Fine! But did he really have to say it out loud?Tristan poured them a glass of wine

each."Have some. This wine's pretty good.”He didn't want her drinking in front of other men, but

now that she was with him, it wasn't a problem.Sophie raised her glass and took a sip.The wine

tasted exceptionally good.It's no surprise, though. Whatever Tristan eats or uses, he always has the

best of everything.Tristan began to sip on his wine, too.The two savored their drinks while staring at

the scenery outside the window.Despite not saying much, the two seemed to share an inexplicable

mutual understanding.After finishing a glass, Sophie wanted seconds.”Can I have some more?” She

really liked the wine.Tristan took the bottle and poured her another glass.”Do you feel

uncomfortable being with me?"“No.""That's good, then."He hoped she could slowly get used to his

presence.l'll give her time. I have enough patience and confidence for this.This girl will eventually be

mine.Time ticked by, and the two finished the entire bottle of wine without realizing it."Let's go grab

some cake.” It was about time for Ysabelle's cake-cutting ceremony.“Okay."As soon as they stepped

out of Tristan’s room, the door across theirs opened, and Winter could be seen walking out.Seeing

Sophie and Tristan leaving the room together only made Winter's expression sour further."Good

evening, Mr. Tristan,” she greeted before leaving in a rush.She didn't want to look at them for a

second 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 wheeled

an eighteen-tier cake into the room.Ysabelle had been looking for Sophie the whole time, and upon

seeing 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 the

cake.She was especially delighted that day.”I'm so happy I got to see you today, Sophie. Oh, and I

really like what you gave me."As she spoke, she took out her favorite gift. Upon seeing that

Ysabelle's most beloved gift was a rock, Danielle burst into laughter.”Dont you think you're being

way too nice to her, Ms. Ysabelle? It's just a rock! What is there to like about it? I can't believe this

so-called friend of yours would do such a thing! What kind of a gift is that?"“Right? Never in my life

would I expect anyone to give a rock as a gift!"“This is hilarious. She's such a bumpkin."Ysabelle

grew livid. These women are plain disgusting! “You—""Excuse me, Ms. Ysabelle, but may I have a

look at that rock you're holding?"That came from a nobleman who had a passion for

collectibles.”Sure, but be sure not to damage it."Ysabelle didn't want to waste her time on those

nauseating women.As the nobleman picked up the rock carefully, astonishment filled his eyes." Will

you sell me this rock, Ms. Ysabelle? I'll buy it for any price you name.”"What? Are you insane? It's just

a rock!"”1 know, right? What on earth has this world become?”