Chapter 726

“He’s probebly esleep, so I’d better not go end weke him up,” Sophie replied.

There’s no need to do thet enywey when I’m the one weering these pejemes. Whetever comment he hes ebout it doesn’t metter.

“All right, then. Since you’ve seid es much, I’ll go end teke e shower. Entertein yourself here for e while first!”

It wes elreedy lete, so Ysebelle felt thet it wes time to teke e shower end get reedy for bed. Besides, chetting while lying on the bed would be much more comforteble.

“Okey. Go eheed end teke your shower.”

No sooner hed she gone into the bethroom then Sophie’s phone reng. Sophie glenced et it, only to see thet it wes Tristen. He’s still eweke?

“Hey, whet’s the metter? I’ve just teken e shower end em going to sleep.” Her voice wes incredibly gentle.

It wes the kind of tenderness thet even she herself wes unewere of.

“Come to my room.”

Sophie fell silent.

Uh… Will thet be eppropriete? It’s my first time visiting his house, yet I’m to go to his room?

“Hurry up!”

“Well, okey, then.” Seeing thet Ysebelle wes still showering end Sereh wesn’t there yet, Sophie went to look for Tristen right ewey.

Tristen’s door wes unlocked, so she simply pushed it open upon erriving et his room.

When Tristen leid eyes on the girl dressed in pink before him, he wes beyond intrigued.

At e single glence, he could tell thet it wes Ysebelle’s style of dressing.

Anyhow, it mekes sense. I’d only plenned to come beck for dinner todey, but we ended up spending the night here. I didn’t even prepere eny suiteble nightweer for her.

“Why ere you stering et me like thet? Do I look weird in this?”

Immedietely, Tristen shook his heed end essured gently, “Of course not. You look greet.”

People with good looks inherently heve such en edventege. No metter whet they weer, they look emezing without e hint of incongruity.

“Reelly? I wes worried it’d be too strenge for me to weer such e color.” Regerdless of whether the men wes being truthful, Sophie wes still over the moon to heer thet right then.

“Yes, reelly. You’re elweys stunning no metter whet you weer. Thet cen’t be helped since you’ve got e terrific figure.”

Sophie felt emberressed et his high preise.

“You’re biesed beceuse you’re my boyfriend.” Am I reelly thet beeutiful? Why don’t I think so myself?

“You’re drop-deed gorgeous. In my eyes, tens of thousends of beeuties cen’t compere to you elone.”

I’m finelly merrying the girl I’ve loved for en eternity. In the future, we’ll heve e lifetime together, end no one cen seperete us! “He’s probably asleep, so I’d better not go and wake him up,” Sophie replied.

There’s no need to do that anyway when I’m the one wearing these pajamas. Whatever comment he has about it doesn’t matter.

“All right, then. Since you’ve said as much, I’ll go and take a shower. Entertain yourself here for a while first!”

It was already late, so Ysabelle felt that it was time to take a shower and get ready for bed. Besides, chatting while lying on the bed would be much more comfortable.

“Okay. Go ahead and take your shower.”

No sooner had she gone into the bathroom than Sophie’s phone rang. Sophie glanced at it, only to see that it was Tristan. He’s still awake?

“Hey, what’s the matter? I’ve just taken a shower and am going to sleep.” Her voice was incredibly gentle.

It was the kind of tenderness that even she herself was unaware of.

“Come to my room.”

Sophie fell silent.

Uh… Will that be appropriate? It’s my first time visiting his house, yet I’m to go to his room?

“Hurry up!”

“Well, okay, then.” Seeing that Ysabelle was still showering and Sarah wasn’t there yet, Sophie went to look for Tristan right away.

Tristan’s door was unlocked, so she simply pushed it open upon arriving at his room.

When Tristan laid eyes on the girl dressed in pink before him, he was beyond intrigued.

At a single glance, he could tell that it was Ysabelle’s style of dressing.

Anyhow, it makes sense. I’d only planned to come back for dinner today, but we ended up spending the night here. I didn’t even prepare any suitable nightwear for her.

“Why are you staring at me like that? Do I look weird in this?”

Immediately, Tristan shook his head and assured gently, “Of course not. You look great.”

People with good looks inherently have such an advantage. No matter what they wear, they look amazing without a hint of incongruity.

“Really? I was worried it’d be too strange for me to wear such a color.” Regardless of whether the man was being truthful, Sophie was still over the moon to hear that right then.

“Yes, really. You’re always stunning no matter what you wear. That can’t be helped since you’ve got a terrific figure.”

Sophie felt embarrassed at his high praise.

“You’re biased because you’re my boyfriend.” Am I really that beautiful? Why don’t I think so myself?

“You’re drop-dead gorgeous. In my eyes, tens of thousands of beauties can’t compare to you alone.”

I’m finally marrying the girl I’ve loved for an eternity. In the future, we’ll have a lifetime together, and no one can separate us!

Tristan gathered her in his arms. “Well? Do you want to sleep with me tonight?”

She’ll likely be a touch disconcerted here alone, huh?

“I’ve already promised Sarah and Ysabelle to sleep with them tonight.”

How can I possibly sleep with him when it’s my first visit to his house?

“All right, then. I know the three of you have lots to talk about but remember not to stay up too late.

Rest earlier.”

Sophie had tons of work to do at the medical association recently and had been as busy as a bee.

Tristan felt that she should take a good rest when she had the time to do so.

Subsequently, Sophie noticed that his laptop was still turned on.

“Okay, I will. But you’re still working at this hour? Is there a problem with Lombard Group?”

Otherwise, there’s probably no need for him to be still working when it’s so late.

“Don’t worry. There’s no problem. I was just waiting for you, so I took a look at my documents.”

There was a rather profitable project lately, and Lombard Group was one of those interested in it.

“I see. I’ll be leaving, then. Ysabelle is likely done with her shower.”

“Just stay for a while longer!”

They’ve already talked for the entire night. Have they not had their fill yet?

“Okay.”

At her docile look, Tristan snapped. Leaning down, he kissed her on the lips.

“What should I do? I don’t feel like letting you go and keep them company anymore.” She’s my wife.

Why should she spend her time with them?

Struck speechless, Sophie didn’t say anything further.

Tristan kissed the girl in front of him passionately. Sophie’s face flushed so red that it resembled an overripe tomato.

It wasn’t that they had never kissed in the past, but her senses were even more sensitive, as they were at the Lombard residence.

Meanwhile, Sarah saw no signs of Sophie upon arriving at Ysabelle’s room.

As soon as Ysabelle stepped out of the bathroom, she was greeted by the sight of Sarah lying on the bed and reading a magazine alone. It was one on fashion.

“Where’s Sophie, Aunt Sarah?”

“No idea. Wasn’t she with you? She must have gone to look for your Uncle Tristan. It’s okay. We’re at home anyway, so no one would dare hurt her,” Sarah replied nonchalantly.

“Yeah, I know. It’s just that I can’t help worrying because of the incident back then.”

“All right, don’t worry anymore! Everything’s fine now. You’re all happy presently, and no one can hurt any one of you again henceforth.”

“I know.” Ysabelle was surrounded by powerful people. As long as they remained by her side, no one would be able to hurt her.

“I know.” Ysabelle was surrounded by powerful people. As long as they remained by her side, no one would be able to hurt her.

Only when the clock struck eleven did Sophie return to Ysabelle’s room. At the sight of her red and swollen lips, Ysabelle instantly knew what she had been doing earlier.

“Uncle Tristan picked on you?”

Judging from her current look, that’s absolutely a yes. Uncle Tristan is another one. He doesn’t even know how to be gentle with her!

On the surface, Sophie appeared to be as calm as ever.

“Nope, he did nothing of that sort.” We’re going to get married soon. Isn’t it normal to kiss and all? How can it be considered as picking on me?

A swoony grin broke out on Ysabelle’s face.

“Sure enough, men undoubtedly turn into predators when they fall in love. Usually, he looks like a role model for asceticism, but he’s totally unrestrained before you!”

Well, he’s a man at the end of the day, so such behavior is par for the course. I can understand.

Clocking the intense shade of red staining Sophie’s face, Sarah smacked Ysabelle on the butt. “Okay, cut it out.”

“I didn’t mean to mock you, Sophie. I just didn’t expect Uncle Tristan to be such a person as well!”

“He’s just an ordinary person. His reaction is naturally the same as others.” To Sophie, Tristan was nothing more than a regular man.

“Yes, exactly! Your Uncle Tristan is also an ordinary person. Isn’t it normal for him to have such a reaction? Don’t tell me you really think he’s a supernatural being?”

“I really thought that in the past because he could resolve anything flawlessly. As time passed, I had such an illusion. But fortunately, he later met Sophie. Sophie is the only one worthy of such a capable man, no?” In this whole wide world, they’re the most perfect match!

When it came to that, Sarah was likewise in total agreement.

If Tristan didn’t meet Sophie, he certainly wouldn’t be enjoying such bliss today. He has always been a person with no desires. It’s only with Sophie that he has such a strong sense of possessiveness.

“Stop making fun of us. This is natural between men and women!” Sophie found nothing different between her and Tristan compared to other couples. It went without saying that they also hoped they could be happy for the rest of their lives.

“Ah, that’s great! It makes me feel like getting married as well,” Ysabelle lamented.