Pursuing Her Chapter 248

Chapter 248 Cannot Wait Much Longer When confronted with Tristan’s frivolous overtures, Sophie

pretended to be calm. “Then don't sleep.” Shouldn't women be the ones who typically get drunk

first? Probably nobody would believe Mr. Tristan if he told anyone that he got himself drunk today.

Seeing her that way, Tristan could not resist a chuckle. “All right. I won't mess with you anymore.”

That was because it was usually him who could no longer take any more of it after such attempts.

The car eventually rolled to a halt outside Wisteria Apartments’ parking lot. Sophie opted not to

wake Tristan when she saw him leaning against her shoulder with his eyes closed, for she quite

enjoyed that moment of serenity. It was the sort of tranquility that one would want to lose

themselves in, forever and ever. Tristan, however, chose an opportune time to open his eyes. “We've

arrived, I see.” “Yeah.” Tristan opened the door to alight, as did Sophie. “Rest early.” Since it was late

after sending her there, she thought he might as well head straight back and get some rest. “You

don't have to come and see me off at the train station tomorrow.” This time, Sophie had chosen to

travel to Horington by rail. Due to the punctuality of the train schedules, she found that to be

preferable over air travel as the latter was very much dependent on the weather. “All right then. You

should rest early, too.” Tristan did not ask to go up because he no longer trusted himself to keep his

own impulses in check. Considering the inebriated state he was in, it only made it harder for him to

keep his own yearnings under control. “Sophie...” Just as Sophie was about to leave, Tristan called

out after her. “Yes?” When Sophie turned around, she did not even have time to finish her question

before Tristan caught her by the hand and pulled her into his arms. “Would you grow up faster?

I think I won't be able to wait much longer.” The voice in her ear was filled with such a seductive

quality that it caused one’s heart to start racing. Tristan left a peck on her forehead before he let her

go. “All right, go on up! I'll watch you enter the elevator before I go.” “Okay.” Sophie turned to

leave, still seeming as nonchalant as ever. Only she herself knew how furiously her own heart was

thumping against her chest. Inmediately after Tristan reached home, he made a video call to Sophie

who, fresh out of the shower, looked extremely delectable to him when she answered. The sight of

that gorgeous face displayed on the phone's screen led Tristan to swallow hard. “Hurry up and go

get washed up!” Sophie's placid voice conversely sounded rather appealing to him. “Okay, but don't

hang up.” With that, Tristan left the phone on the table and went off to take a shower. Sophie was

dumbstruck. What was he trying to do making me stare at the ceiling while he is away? She

wondered. Though Sophie thought about hanging up, she kept what he last said in mind and

pliantly left her own phone at the side. Then, she went on to boot up her laptop to attend to her

own affairs.

After Tristan exited the showers, he toweled off his hair while he went to check on his phone. He

smiled when he saw that the video call was still connected. Hmm. My little Sophie is surprisingly

obedient. Tristan was quite satisfied with how obediently she behaved. Back and forth, her fingers

danced rapidly over the keyboard while she busied away on her laptop. All the while, she did so with

extreme focus. Having nothing better to do after he had dried his hair, Tristan simply sat there

silently to keep Sophie company. Sophie only realized that the video call was still active when she

finally closed her laptop. Picking up her phone, she immediately saw Tristan’s ridiculously handsome

face on it. “I'm sorry. I forgot that we are still on the line.” She had always been very cautious about

handling her business with Wings of Light. “Nah. It's fine. What were you busy with?” She should

have wrapped up whatever was on her hands, so what's she so preoccupied with? Having eaten and

drunk outside with everyone else today, shouldn't she be taking the time to get properly rested?

“It's nothing. I'm just helping out a friend with a small favor.” “I see!” She seems to have quite a

number of friends. “I guess that's that. It's about time I turned in.” She still had a train to catch at

around nine the following day. “Okay.” In spite of that, neither one of them hung up.

“I think I'm missing you already.” Over those past couple of days, Tristan was almost like a prince

charming, uttering passionate sweet nothings every so often. Is this what it feels like to be in love?

“Can I ask you something, Mr. Tristan?” Sophie finally said. “What is it? I will answer your question if I

am able to, no matter what they might be about.” Between them, there wasn't anything they

couldn't discuss. After some consideration, Sophie asked, “You're obviously surrounded by an

assortment of beautiful women, so how did you come to fancy me?” It was not a lack of self-

confidence that prompted her to ask that sort of a question, but a genuine inquisitiveness to find

out the answer to it. Tristan had not seen such a curve ball coming, and it got him thinking hard

about how he might be able to best answer it. It then occurred to him that that could be the nature

of love. No one really planned for it to happen, and there was no particular reason why one would

be attracted to another. “That's a tough one, Sophie. There aren't many questions that I can't

answer before today, but I really don’t know how to address that. I guess that it's just a feeling. You

meet one person and want to be her, and you instinctively want to protect and care for her.” At least

that was exactly how he felt. Although aware that Sophie was very capable of fending for herself, he

still could not refrain from worrying about her. Sophie fell silent.

Even though she was the one who started that conversation, she had no idea how to continue it.

"Are you satisfied with such an answer? If not, I'll go back and think it over. Maybe I can write you a

dissertation about love or something.” In spite of not having extensive experience in romances, he

supposed that he could give that a shot if that was what she wanted. Sophie did not know how to

respond to that. “All right. You should just go and rest up now!” What use would I have for a

dissertation like that? “Good night.” Such a simple greeting, but it sounded so seductive and

tantalizing when it came off his lips. Sophie could not help but shake her head. What's gotten into

me? She could not understand why every word that Tristan uttered would bring about such wild

imaginations in her. “Good night.” His sensual voice still echoed inside Sophie's head after she

ended the video call, and it took her a fair bit of tossing and turning to get herself to sleep. Sophie

roused around eight the next day. Even though it was just a trip to Horington, she had chosen to

travel light.

All she had with her was a black backpack on her shoulders and a matching baseball cap over her

head. Though the clothing on her was not fanciful in any way, it still looked fantastic on her, proving

once more that she was a walking mannequin. Sophie hailed a ride to the station, but before she

even stepped inside, she received a call from Arius.

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