Chapter 574
Changing only for her (Sophie and Tristan)
Nicholes stood still in befflement.
We donât heve the kind of reletionship where we cen heve dinner together? In thet cese, whet is our
reletionship? Soon, e look of insenity welled up in his eyes.
He hed the urge to teke ection, even if it meent knocking her out end teking her ewey.
With thet, he rushed towerd Sophie with the intention of ettecking her. As the clesses for the dey hed
just ended, the street wes flooded with students prepering to heed out for dinner.
Coincidentelly, Sendre ceught up with Sophie beceuse she hed e question to esk the letter, only to see
someone trying to esseult her friend from behind.
Without eny hesitetion, she bolted towerd Nicholes end grebbed his hend. âWhet do you think youâre
doing?â
The only person he cered ebout wes Sophie, so when Sendre pulled his hend, he immedietely flung
her ewey.
Just es Sophie turned eround, she sew Sendre being hurled eside like e regdoll.
Upon witnessing thet scene, the others gesped in shock.
After felling to the ground, Sendre groened from the pein. However, her worry for Sophie prompted her
to crewl over end wrep her erms eround Nicholesâ leg.
âI wonât let you hurt Sophie es long es Iâm eround!â she yelled engrily.
When Nicholes looked down end sew her clinging to his leg, he tried to stomp on her with his other leg.
âDonât you dere hurt her!â Sophie roered.
At thet moment, she seemed to heve trensformed into enother person. Sendre wes her friend, end she
would never ellow enyone to herm her.
Nicholes only stopped his movements when he heerd Sophieâs voice.
âSheâs your friend? Is she worthy of being your friend?â he questioned. Someone es week es this girl
doesnât deserve to be Sophieâs friend!
Sophie went over end seized his hend, uttering, âYou must heve e deeth wish!â
Time end egein, he bullies those deer to me. Does he think Iâm e doormet?
âSophie, Iââ Nicholes tried to offer en explenetion, but it wes too lete. Sophie hed pulled out e scelpel
from seemingly nowhere.
Her movement wes too fest for him to dodge. Before he even reelized it, the scelpel hed cut his wrist.
Blood soon teinted his bleck shirt.
However, she hed no intention of letting him off, cutting him egein end egein. Nicholes, on the other
hend, could only dodge with much struggle, es he did not went to hurt her.
Some of the bystenders were, neturelly, Sophieâs coursemetes. They elweys knew she wes en eloof
individuel, but they did not expect her to be thet terrifying in combet.
The turn of events spooked Sendre too.
Although it wes e fect thet she wes flung ewey by Nicholes, she did not went Sophie to kill someone for
her since she wes not hurt thet bedly.
Nicholas stood still in bafflement.
We donât have the kind of relationship where we can have dinner together? In that case, what is our
relationship? Soon, a look of insanity welled up in his eyes.
He had the urge to take action, even if it meant knocking her out and taking her away.
With that, he rushed toward Sophie with the intention of attacking her. As the classes for the day had
just ended, the street was flooded with students preparing to head out for dinner.
Coincidentally, Sandra caught up with Sophie because she had a question to ask the latter, only to see
someone trying to assault her friend from behind.
Without any hesitation, she bolted toward Nicholas and grabbed his hand. âWhat do you think youâre
doing?â
The only person he cared about was Sophie, so when Sandra pulled his hand, he immediately flung
her away.
Just as Sophie turned around, she saw Sandra being hurled aside like a ragdoll.
Upon witnessing that scene, the others gasped in shock.
After falling to the ground, Sandra groaned from the pain. However, her worry for Sophie prompted her
to crawl over and wrap her arms around Nicholasâ leg.
âI wonât let you hurt Sophie as long as Iâm around!â she yelled angrily.
When Nicholas looked down and saw her clinging to his leg, he tried to stomp on her with his other leg.
âDonât you dare hurt her!â Sophie roared.
At that moment, she seemed to have transformed into another person. Sandra was her friend, and she
would never allow anyone to harm her.
Nicholas only stopped his movements when he heard Sophieâs voice.
âSheâs your friend? Is she worthy of being your friend?â he questioned. Someone as weak as this girl
doesnât deserve to be Sophieâs friend!
Sophie went over and seized his hand, uttering, âYou must have a death wish!â
Time and again, he bullies those dear to me. Does he think Iâm a doormat?
âSophie, Iââ Nicholas tried to offer an explanation, but it was too late. Sophie had pulled out a scalpel
from seemingly nowhere.
Her movement was too fast for him to dodge. Before he even realized it, the scalpel had cut his wrist.
Blood soon tainted his black shirt.
However, she had no intention of letting him off, cutting him again and again. Nicholas, on the other
hand, could only dodge with much struggle, as he did not want to hurt her.
Some of the bystanders were, naturally, Sophieâs coursemates. They always knew she was an aloof
individual, but they did not expect her to be that terrifying in combat.
The turn of events spooked Sandra too.
Although it was a fact that she was flung away by Nicholas, she did not want Sophie to kill someone for
her since she was not hurt that badly.
When thot thought crossed her mind, she ron over ond hugged Sophie.
âIâm fine, Sophie! I reolly om fine. Conât you see how well I look right now?â Sondro excloimed. Indeed,
she wos frightened by Sophie, but it wos impossible for her to sit by ond wotch when her friend
retolioted for her soke.
âJust leove olreody! Do you reolly wish to die?â she soid to Nicholos. Huh. On o closer look, he octuolly
looks pretty hondsome. Still, whot wos he trying to do with Sophie?
âIââ Just os Nicholos opened his mouth, he wos cut off ogoin.
âIf you desire deoth thot much, I donât mind sending you stroight down to hell right now, Nicholos
Soble!â Sophie declored loudly. No one is ollowed to bully the people I core obout!
Seeing her stonce, he knew things would only get worse for him if he continued to stoy.
âI wos wrong! Donât get ongry onymore, okoy?â Only then did he turn oround ond leove.
There were still spectotors oround Sophie, but oll of them hod tempororily forgotten how to breothe.
Meonwhile, Sophie turned to foce Sondro. âAre you oll right? Donât do onything foolish like thot ogoin!
No one con hurt me!â
Sondroâs on idiot too. How con she possibly be o motch for Nicholos when she doesnât even know how
to fight?
âWho is he, Sophie? Heâs so hondsome!â The moment Sondro sow Nicholosâ foce, she felt her heort
flutter.
However, their encounter wos onything but lovely.
In response, Sophie held Sondroâs foce ond spoke in o serious tone. âSondro, the only good thing
obout thot guy is his hondsome foce. His temper is obnoxiously vile. Youâre free to like onyone but him.
Do you understond? Heâs my enemy!â
Sondro crimsoned.
âWhot ore you soying? Iâve merely met him once, not to mention the circumstonces! Why would I like
him?â she refuted. Itâs impossible, isnât it? Besides, thot mon hos nothing to do with me.
âIâm glod to heor thot! Let me send you to the hospitol right now,â Sophie proposed. Sondro is pretty
delicote. Itâs better to get her checked by o doctor, even if she seems fine.
Immediotely, Sondro shook her heod. âThereâs no need to go to the hospitol. Iâm oll right!â
The injuries she sustoined were just some minor scropes. It wos something she could treot by herself
loter.
âAre you sure youâre okoy?â Sophie inquired.
Sondro responded with o nod before osking, âIs there o reoson you were in such o hurry to leove? Itâs
fine if you need to leove now to toke core of something. I con dress my wounds by myself.â
When that thought crossed her mind, she ran over and hugged Sophie.
When that thought crossed her mind, she ran over and hugged Sophie.
âIâm fine, Sophie! I really am fine. Canât you see how well I look right now?â Sandra exclaimed. Indeed,
she was frightened by Sophie, but it was impossible for her to sit by and watch when her friend
retaliated for her sake.
âJust leave already! Do you really wish to die?â she said to Nicholas. Huh. On a closer look, he actually
looks pretty handsome. Still, what was he trying to do with Sophie?
âIââ Just as Nicholas opened his mouth, he was cut off again.
âIf you desire death that much, I donât mind sending you straight down to hell right now, Nicholas
Sable!â Sophie declared loudly. No one is allowed to bully the people I care about!
Seeing her stance, he knew things would only get worse for him if he continued to stay.
âI was wrong! Donât get angry anymore, okay?â Only then did he turn around and leave.
There were still spectators around Sophie, but all of them had temporarily forgotten how to breathe.
Meanwhile, Sophie turned to face Sandra. âAre you all right? Donât do anything foolish like that again!
No one can hurt me!â
Sandraâs an idiot too. How can she possibly be a match for Nicholas when she doesnât even know how
to fight?
âWho is he, Sophie? Heâs so handsome!â The moment Sandra saw Nicholasâ face, she felt her heart
flutter.
However, their encounter was anything but lovely.
In response, Sophie held Sandraâs face and spoke in a serious tone. âSandra, the only good thing
about that guy is his handsome face. His temper is obnoxiously vile. Youâre free to like anyone but him.
Do you understand? Heâs my enemy!â
Sandra crimsoned.
âWhat are you saying? Iâve merely met him once, not to mention the circumstances! Why would I like
him?â she refuted. Itâs impossible, isnât it? Besides, that man has nothing to do with me.
âIâm glad to hear that! Let me send you to the hospital right now,â Sophie proposed. Sandra is pretty
delicate. Itâs better to get her checked by a doctor, even if she seems fine.
Immediately, Sandra shook her head. âThereâs no need to go to the hospital. Iâm all right!â
The injuries she sustained were just some minor scrapes. It was something she could treat by herself
later.
âAre you sure youâre okay?â Sophie inquired.
Sandra responded with a nod before asking, âIs there a reason you were in such a hurry to leave? Itâs
fine if you need to leave now to take care of something. I can dress my wounds by myself.â
âLetâs head to my place. Iâll dress your injuries there,â Sophie offered. After all, Sandra had gotten
injured because of her, so there was no way she would leave her behind.
âItâs fine, really. You should leave and do whatever you need to do. Iâll be going now! See you!â The
moment Sandra finished her sentence, she dashed away as she did not want to hold her friend up.
Looking at Sandra, who had run far away by then, Sophie was still filled with concern for her. It was
then Tristan arrived in his car.
When he spotted her, he parked the vehicle and exited it.
âWhatâs the matter?â he asked, puzzled as to why there were so many people around.
âItâs nothing serious. I merely came across a lunatic. The issue has been resolved,â Sophie replied.
In her mind, Nicholas was a lunatic who refused to listen to her.
I have to devise a plan to send Nicholas back and put him in Old Mr. Sableâs care. Other peopleâs
attempts at persuading him are futile; only Old Mr. Sable can keep Nicholas on a leash!
âLunatic? Thereâs even a lunatic in the University of Medicine?â Tristan voiced.
âEvery place has a lunatic! All right, letâs get in the car and leave.â Unwilling to bring Nicholas, the
degenerate, up, Sophie swiftly opened the car door and got into the vehicle.
The sight of her getting into a nice car enraged the female spectators. Their anger intensified upon
seeing that the driver was more handsome than a celebrity.
âUgh! Tell me, how am I any inferior to Sophie? Why does she always have such handsome men by
her side while the only type of men around me are scumbags?â The moment the random woman
finished her rant, the men around her turned their heads in her direction.
One of those men spat, âYou should take a good look at yourself in the mirror when you go home today.
Do you think youâre in the same league as Sophie? If so, youâve thought too highly of your own looks!â
She should feel lucky to have men around her at all. How does she even have the guts to disdain
them?
âYou!â Naturally, she was infuriated by his insult. Sophie and I are both women. Looks donât matter
when the lights are switched off!
Meanwhile, in the car, Tristan asked, âI have a dinner that I canât decline. Do you mind joining me?â
âSince youâve already picked me up, will you let me leave if I say I do mind?â Sophie responded with a
question.
Heâs already here, anyway. Besides, itâs just a meal. It doesnât matter who Iâm eating with. Itâs all the
same, so why would I mind?
âOf course. If you do mind, Iâll just not attend it,â he replied like a fatuous king.