Chapter 812

“Why are you here?” Nicholas snapped.

This was between him and Tristan, and he had an opportunity to kill Tristan today.

It would be no fun if Richard suddenly showed up and spoiled his fun.

“Boss, we were worried about you and decided to come here. Do you want us to take action now?”

Richard asked carefully. This could be the ideal chance to get rid of Tristan.

Nicholas rolled his eyes. “No need. Find someone to give him a ride back to his hotel. We should leave

now!”

It was only right for him to respect his opponent.

Spinning on his heel, he gave Tristan a serious look and said in a solemn tone, “I’m showing mercy

today, Tristan. The next time we meet, we will still be rivals, and I won’t go easy on you.”

Sophie was his first crush, and no one could make him give up on her.

“It doesn’t matter whether or not you give up. Sophie doesn’t care about you at all. She loves me,”

Tristan announced smugly.

Nicholas said nothing.

The scathing arrogance of Tristan’s words stung him deeply, and his anger began to flare. He felt

helpless as he realized he was unable to do anything in the face of such an affront.

“Take him away. I don’t want to see him now. He’s annoying me,” Nicholas snapped impatiently.

I can’t meet Sophie in this state, so I’ll have to recuperate for a few days at home before attempting

another visit.

Back at the hotel, Tristan bumped into Sophie unexpectedly. He had not anticipated that she would

return so soon, and he was embarrassed to be seen in such a wretched state.

Never in Sophie’s wildest dreams did she expect to see Tristan badly wounded one day.

Worried, she inquired, “Where did you go? How did you get hurt? Who did this to you?” She was

perplexed, as Tristan was skilled at defending himself.

Tristan felt incredibly uncomfortable, not wanting to expose this side of himself to her. “Why are you

back all of a sudden? I had no idea that you were coming back today,” he said, his voice betraying his

unease.

“Are you saying that you can go wild since I’m not coming back?” Sophie demanded. She felt terrible

for him, as his injuries were clearly quite serious.

She had only returned to collect something and was utterly shocked to find him badly hurt.

Sophie made a call to the front desk to request a medical kit. She then urged, “Come, sit down.”

Tristan felt a bit awkward as Sophie had seen him in this miserable situation.

“I’m fine. You must be busy, so you should get back to work. I can handle it myself,” he told her. His

injuries, though they appeared to be severe, were only superficial.

Sophie replied sternly, “Tristan, you’d better come over while I’m still being nice.”

Does he think he’s still young? He’s already in his thirties but still acts impulsively and gets himself into

trouble,

Knowing she would fly into a fit of rage if he refused to comply, Tristan let out a sigh and went over to

sit down in front of her obediently, allowing her to dress his wounds.

Sophie was gentle, so he didn’t feel any pain at all. When she had finished, she shifted him so that he

could rest his head on her abdomen.

“Did Nicholas do this to you?”

Tristan was speechless. Why did she say that out loud?

He meekly replied, “He’s faring worse than me. Don’t worry. I didn’t suffer any losses.”

Sophie chided, “Nicholas is crazy. Why would you play along with him? You should’ve ignored him!”

Even though Nicholas might be faring worse than Tristan, she still felt her heart ache for Tristan.

Tristan told her, “He challenged me. I would look like a coward if I refused to accept his challenge!”

As Sophie remained silent, he attempted to console her. “I’m really fine. These are just superficial

wounds, so don’t worry.” He then pulled her and sat her on his lap. “What about you? It must be chaotic

back at the International Medical Association, right? No matter how busy you are, remember to get

some rest, okay?”

It was essential for her to take breaks when it was necessary. After all, she was unable to resolve the

issue by herself.

Sophie twirled around, positioning herself so that she was straddling him. She wrapped her arms

around his neck and gave him a kiss.

“I’ll take good care of myself, so please don’t worry. Remember to be careful since you’re alone. If

Nicholas shows up again, ignore him,” she reminded him.

“Yes. Don’t worry!” Tristan agreed.

He didn’t take Nicholas to heart as he merely agreed to the challenge as he was in a good mood.

Tristan hugged her, reluctant to let her go.

“You need to go now, right?”

“Mm. I only came back to retrieve something. Everyone is racing against time to stop more deaths from

happening,” Sophie revealed.

She couldn’t afford to be selfish right now.

“Okay. I’ll give you a ride, then,” Tristan offered.

Sophie shook her head. “No need for that. Your image will suffer if you head out looking like this.” She

made a reserved reminder.

“Do I look like I care about my image? It doesn’t matter. Let’s go. I’ll drive you there,” Tristan said firmly.

Still, Sophie shook her head. “Stay here. Someone is waiting for me downstairs.”

She pressed a kiss to his forehead, reluctant to part with him. “Goodbye. I’ll call you when I’m free.”

“Mm.”

No matter how reluctant they were to part, Sophie still had to leave.

Sophie went downstairs and arrived at the lobby to see Caleb. She assumed he was there to meet her.

“Sophie!” Caleb called out.

Sophie was taken aback to see him here.

After meeting her, Caleb said sternly, “I can’t believe it’s you. What are you doing here? You must be

aware this country is in danger. If there isn’t anything crucial that brought you here, then you should go

back home immediately.”

Sophie was his sister and had never done anything wrong, so he didn’t want her to risk her life.

Sophie told him hastily, “I can’t head back now. I need to hurry to the International Medical Association

and can’t talk to you right now. I’ll contact you when I’m available, and then we can talk.”

Caleb was aware of the International Medical Association and the fact that Sophie majored in medicine.

Despite this, he didn’t think that she would be of much assistance, considering her status as a

freshman student.

“I really need to go,” Sophie added quickly.

Caleb watched as Sophie hurried away and only regained his composure moments later.

Anglandur had been thrown into a state of disarray and pandemonium. Many people were desperate to

return to the safety of Chanaea, but that wasn’t easy to accomplish as of now.

Caleb had a strong desire to return to Chanaea, but he found himself without the means to make the

journey.

Hence, he came in search of Sophie after learning that she was here, hoping she had a way of sending

him back home.

Right then, Charmaine’s call arrived. “Caleb, did you get a chance to speak to Sophie? Did she

manage to make the necessary arrangements? If she has made the arrangements, you should return

here as soon as you can,” she said anxiously.

After learning about Anglandur’s situation, she kept calling Caleb, hoping he’d come back home soon.

Alas, despite having exhausted every resource available to them, they had been unable to find a

solution to their problem. In that moment of despair, they remembered Sophie.

Sophie might not be able to provide a solution, but they knew someone who could—Tristan.

“I met her, but she was too busy. I didn’t have the chance to tell her about it,” Caleb said curtly.