Chapter 778

As soon as he finished speaking, Sophie’s gaze turned cold.

“Are you sure you want to try?”

Tristan picked up another piece of lamb and put it on her plate.

“I was just joking. Don’t take it seriously. No matter what you look like, I only like you. The feel of someone else’s body has nothing to do with me.”

Well, whether he means what he says or not, it’s still nice to hear.

Indeed, all girls loved to hear compliments.

They spent over an hour eating BBQ.

After the meal, Charles wanted to invite a pretty girl to join them.

The others around him had beautiful women with them. Since he was the only one alone, he was feeling miserable.

He hadn’t even made the call yet when Tristan said coldly, “Don’t bring those random girlfriends of yours here.”

Why did he call them my “random girlfriends”?

“Mr. Tristan, that’s not fair. You’re all paired up, and I’m the only one alone. And my new girlfriend is a decent girl.”

“Just don’t bring anyone who you don’t want to marry here in the future.” This was a place he gave to Sophie, and he didn’t like random girls being there.

“Okay, I got it. It looks like I have to find a real girlfriend soon.”

Is it my fault that I haven’t found true love? Man, they didn’t even try to make me feel better, and on top of that, they made me feel like an outsider. It’s seriously too much!

As the night unfolded, the group engaged in various games. However, Sophie didn’t quite find herself enamored by the activities. She didn’t think the games were interesting, but she stayed because Sarah and the others were there. She liked being with everyone.

Suddenly, Charles spoke up. “Honestly, it’s not often that we have a chance to take a break, but we’ve done nothing meaningful. It’s not really fulfilling.”

Felix replied without hesitation, “Well, if you feel that way, you can always go back to work.” He didn’t care much for what others thought because he was content with his current lifestyle. He enjoyed being able to spend sweet, quality time with Ysabelle.

At that moment, Ysabelle picked up a piece of lamb and placed it on his plate.

“You should eat it yourself.”

“No, I think this piece doesn’t look very tasty, so I’m giving it to you.” Did he think I had other intentions?

The man was speechless.

Fine! Oh, how foolish of me. I was so presumptuous to believe that she cared about me.

Despite that, he still happily consumed the meat. It didn’t matter to him what her intentions were because, in the end, she did offer it to him.

Everything else didn’t matter.

At eleven o’clock at night, they retired to their respective rooms, and Tristan followed Sophie to hers.

“It’s late. You should head back and get some rest,” Sophie advised. Tomorrow was Christmas Eve, and they would all head home to see their respective families.

“How about I celebrate Christmas with you at the Tanner residence?” Tristan proposed, unwilling to part ways with Sophie. Although they were both in Jipsdale and he could visit anytime, he didn’t want to be away from her.

Sophie let him hold her, a smile creeping up the corners of her mouth.

“On a special day like Christmas, it’s crucial to spend it with family,” Sophie said as she remembered her grandfather’s words.

She regretted not spending more time with him before he passed away.

Once someone is gone, you can’t make up for lost time.

“Okay, I’ll take you there tomorrow,” Tristan agreed, even though seeing Willow might not be pleasant for Sophie.

He couldn’t understand why Sophie wanted Willow to be back.

That woman was nothing but trouble, and he couldn’t help but worry about her nefarious intentions.

“You really don’t need to worry about me. I’m not one of those delicate young ladies from wealthy families.” Sophie could handle women like Willow.

“I know you can handle her, but I don’t like that you’re wasting your energy on those irrelevant people!”

He just didn’t like it.

“All right now.”

Sophie bit his lip gently.

“You’re quite the domineering guy, aren’t you?” she commented, observing Tristan with newfound insight.

“I’m not trying to be domineering. I just want what’s best for you,” he protested.

“I understand,” Sophie reassured him, planting a gentle kiss on his lips.

Tristan was powerless against her charms and was unable to resist her. Even if she were to demand the impossible, he’d still do his best to grant her wishes.

“Will you go back to your room to rest now?”

“Why do you always push me away? Can’t we just stay here together?” They were engaged, after all.

Sharing a bed wouldn’t even be an issue.

“I just don’t want you to be uncomfortable later,” Sophie confessed.

He was unable to resist his urges, yet he wanted to be close to her.

In the end, it was Tristan who would suffer the consequences of his own desire.

To punish her, he nibbled on her earlobe, knowing it was her most sensitive spot.

“You little rascal,” he muttered. “Are you enjoying yourself watching me squirm?”

Feeling his lips on her ear, Sophie was close to becoming a puddle of goo.

Tristan knew exactly how to make her weak in the knees.

Thus, whenever he made a move, she was utterly helpless to his advances.

They roughhoused on the carpet for a while, and eventually, she surrendered to Tristan’s embrace after expending all of her energy.

Despite his desire, Tristan maintained a level of self-control and only kissed her, taking pleasure in his ability to resist temptation.

Sophie thought that she was right. Look, he’s indeed getting uncomfortable now!

Breathing softly in his arms, Sophie couldn’t resist asking, “Are you uncomfortable yet?”

There was a touch of pleasure in her tone, as if she was enjoying his misfortune.

Tristan responded by biting down hard on her lip. “I am, so? Does my discomfort bring you joy?”

This was the woman he held dear, so even if she said yes, he still couldn’t do anything about it!

“No way, I just pity you.” They had a long road ahead of them, and it would be a while before he could finally let loose!

“It’s fine. As long as it’s you, I can afford to wait.” Hence, he wasn’t too bothered about the temporary discomfort.

The next morning, Tristan took Sophie to the Tanner residence since it was Christmas Eve that day, and she had said she wanted to go back to the Tanner residence.

With Sophie back, Yale had to stop fooling around with his lover and return home.

Although his lover threw a tantrum because of that, he decided to return home nonetheless.

Willow had already put on the clothes that Charmaine bought for her, but even though the clothes were new, she still looked different from before. Despite wearing fancy clothes, she no longer resembled her former self.

She now appeared like a woman in her thirties who had lived in the countryside for a long time, and she had lost the fair complexion of a youthful girl.

As soon as Sophie came into her view, her hands clenched into fists without her even realizing it. If it weren’t for Sophie, she wouldn’t have ended up like this!