Chapter 1038 Are You Moved to Tears

Tristan drove back to the mansion with Sophie. Unexpectedly, he was greeted by the sight of

Ysabelle and Felix waiting at the gates.

At the sight of the two uninvited guests, he could only inhale deeply.

Shouldn't the two of them be going on a date now? Why are they here?

With an arm wrapped around Ysabelle's waist, Felix started smilingly, “We had nowhere to go, so we

came here to have dinner together. You guys don't mind, right?”

"We do. Say, Felix, arent you both going to get married soon? And is it not great to live your own

lives?”

Argh! Why must they come here to intrude on us?

“There's no hurry. Don't worry, Uncle Tristan! We're already surveying the mansions nearby. If there's

any suitable one, we'll buy it. Then, we can have each other's back in the future,” Ysabelle

interjected.

Tristan went silent, struck dumb.

I don't want to have their backs at all. All I need is personal space!

"What's wrong? Are you moved to tears? This is all for convenience’s sake for me to take care of

Sophie in

the future,” Ysabelle continued.

"She doesn’t need you to take care of her, I can take care of my own wife,” Tristan countered. I really

don't need all these meddlesome people!

“All right, let's go in first.” Sophie had no objections. It was only having two more people at the

table, and that did not bother her.

At once, Ysabelle went over and supported Sophie

“Let's go in first, Sophie. We'll leave the cooking to the men. I'll chat with you.” She did not regard

herself as an outsider at all.

“Sure.”

Sophie was not a person who liked to cook. Tristan had already forbade her from cooking in the

past, alone when she was currently pregnant. Thus, the two girls went to the couch and sat down.

“I wrote a song recently. I've sent it to you, so listen to it. If you like it, you can sing it.” It was a song

Sophie wrote after she got pregnant, and the lyrics brimmed with bliss.

As Ysabelle listened to it, she naturally fell in love with it.

“I love it! So long as it's a song written by you, I'll like it. You're a genius. I can already imagine how -

popular this song will be!”

That had always been the norm. Any song written by Sophie would undoubtedly become a hit.

“I'm glad you like it,” Sophie replied.

"What's the matter? Are you tired? Shall I give you a massage?” Ysabelle instantly offered

ingratiatingly. It went without saying that she was ecstatic since her visit that day garnered her a

meal and an unexpected song.

“No, it's okay. I'm fine. I'm just pregnant. You all don't need to focus all your attention on me,”

Sophie asserted.

Truly, that's totally unnecessary.

“This song is really nice. I love it!” Ysabelle liked the song increasingly more as she listened to it.

“That's great. The preparations for your wedding with Felix have likely started, yes? Do tell me if you

need. our help in anything.”

While speaking, Sophie leaned back against the couch. Ever since getting pregnant, she was prone

to being sleepy.

She actually did not do much that day, but she was already tired then.

“I'm just entrusting the wedding preparations to Felix. I believe that he can settle everything.” Felix

was an exceedingly meticulous man. Consequently, Ysabelle did not have to worry about the

wedding.

“Well, it was an arduous journey for the two of you, so you must cherish him henceforth,” Sophie

urged.

The incident this time taught everyone a lesson. In the past, they all assumed that there was still a

lot of time, so they had a lifetime together.

In reality, however, no one knew whether there would be a tomorrow.

Therefore, the most important thing was to take good care of oneself and appreciate the present.

That took precedence over everything.

"Yeah, I will. Don't worry. I'm now no longer my immature self in the past.” Ysabelle knew what she

was doing and was resolved to treat Felix well

Meanwhile, Felix and Tristan prepared dinner in the kitchen. Despite the former's presence, he was

of little help as he rarely cooked.

“Actually, Mr. Tristan, you can hire a chef. With how busy you are, it's simply too tiring for you to

cook each day.”

Felix felt that cooking would be fun once in a while, but if it was done on a daily basis, it would be

utterly exhausting.

“No, it's okay. I love the feeling of taking care of her personally. No amount of money I make gives

me the sense of accomplishment from cooking her a meal.”

Contrarily, Tristan felt that the sense of accomplishment from fattening his own wife and feeding his

own child was unrivaled.

"Okay, then.”

All Felix could do was some simple tasks.

When he was done, Tristan went about everything alone. As there were four of them, the man

prepared several dishes and a soup.

The food was not bad, but it was certainly no gourmet fare. Nonetheless, the four of them enjoyed

the

meal very much.

"Would you like some more soup?”

In response, Sophie shook her head.

“No, thanks. I'm stuffed.” She had really eaten a lot that day.

“Never mind, then. There are still fruits later.” Tristan bought plenty of fresh fruits that day. While

Sophie seldom ate fruits, all he chose were her favorites. Hence, he reckoned that she would eat

some.

"Okay."

Sophie's days of pregnancy were incredibly leisurely. When everyone learned of her delicate

condition, they all took great care of her. At the medical association, Barney heaped more work on

Arius, and she basically had nothing to do, merely providing some guidance

With Victor helming things at Tanner Group, she did not need to worry either.

She found such an indolent life pretty comfortable. Her belly expanded by the day, and her life

gradually changed.

Indeed, Tristan took excellent care of her. No matter what she craved, he would cook it for her.

Worried that outside food would be unhealthy, they ate at home most of the time.

Occasionally, she would go out shopping with Cecelia. But since Cecelia’s baby bump showed,

Cecelia did not leave home anymore.

At times, Sophie would go to her mansion to keep her company.

They were both pregnant, so they naturally had much to talk about. Compared to Cecelia, Sophie

felt that she herself was downright lucky.

The two of them chatted for a while before Cecelia admitted, “Honestly speaking, Sophie, I don't

know whether this decision of mine is right.”

She was the one who wanted to keep the baby, but she wondered whether her child would blame

her in the future. Verily, she was worried sick.

Sophie grasped her hands.

"Cecelia, you're the bravest mother I've ever seen. Since you've already made this decision, don’t

brood over it. I believe that you and your child will definitely be happy.

But then, it'll be infinitely exhausting for her to shoulder all this alone.

Immediately, Cecelia nodded.

Sophie added, “But you'll never be able to avoid things forever. Sean will learn about the child's

existence. sooner or later. I think you should tell him about it.”

She should go out and about when she’s pregnant, but she’s been cooping herself up in the

mansion because of the child. This isn't healthy.

“Yeah, I know,” Cecelia concurred. She's right in that I can't keep this a secret forever. Even if he

doesn’t want this child, he has the right to know about his presence, and I can't continue avoiding

things anymore.