Chapter 56 Feeling Under The Weather
Sophie was running out of breath. Will I be the first person to die from kissing due to suffocation?
Will the media report my death tomorrow?Winter clenched her fists. D*mn it! How could this
happen when I thought everything was within my control?âYou see that, Winter? No matter how
hard you push, some things just won't go your way, so please stop testing Mr. Tristanâs patience.â"l
want to go home now, Charles. I'm feeling a little under the weather.â Winter could not take it
anymore. She stood up and left without even bidding Ysabelle farewell.Ysabelle was just as
stunned. Oh, my God. Uncle Tristan is taking advantage of Soph now. What should I do?If the
person were someone else, Ysabelle would have walked up and fought him to the death. B-but it's
Uncle Tristan!She did not have the courage to go against Tristan.She could only pinch Felix's arm
with all her might to vent her frustration.Felix exclaimed in pain, âHey! What's wrong with you? Why
did you pinch me?âFelix had no idea what he did to deserve that. I didn't even do anything! And
that's what Mr. Tristan does best anyway. He has his way with women, and I'll never be half as good
as him.âIt's all your fault. If you didn't insist on celebrating my birthday early, Uncle Tristan wouldn't
have a chance to take advantage of Soph. Who else can I blame?â Ysabelle vented her anger on
Felix.Since she could not express her frustration in front of Tristan, she could only release her anger
on Felix."Belle, think of it this way. You like Soph very much, right? Wouldn't it be great if she
became your sister-in-law? You two will be able to stay together forever!â Felix was proud of the
idea.Meanwhile, Tristan finally released Sophie when she thought she was about to die from
suffocation.She wanted to get up, but the lack of oxygen in her brain due to the prolonged kiss
caused her to stagger and fall back into a sitting position.However, this time, she fell on a particular
part of a man's anatomy.Sophie, who had always been a calm person, could not remain so when she
realized what she was sitting on. She snapped her head up and met Tristanâ's burning gaze. âI'm
sorry. I didn't do it on purpose.âIt's all right.â Tristan tried to tame the raging monster in his lower
torso.But no matter how hard he tried, he could not suppress the desire in his voice His reaction
made Sophie even more embarrassed. However, the more embarrassed she was, the calmer she
would be. It's just a kiss, isn't it? It shouldnt bother me. It's a game anyway, and we all agreed not to
get mad no matter what the outcome was.Yet somehow, her heart was pounding furiously. It was as
if her heart was about to leap out of her chest.Sophie began to wonder why she allowed Tristan to
get to her. I've never felt like this before!âIt's getting late. I should go home now. How about you
guys?â said Sean, who was a man who led a disciplined lifestyle.âWell then. Let's call it a day. Felix,
could you send Ysabelle home for me?"They could not drive because they had been drinking all
night, but their drivers had arrived to send them home.âSure, don't worry. I'll send her home safely,â
Felix replied. I want to spend more time with her too.âLet's go. I'll send you home,â Tristan said to
Sophie in a gentle voice.Sophie still felt a little dizzy when they got into the car.She could not
believe that was how she had lost her first kiss.â"What's wrong? Do you think I took advantage of
you? Why don't you kiss me back, and we'll call it quits?" Tristanâs suggestion rendered the young
woman speechless.âNo, thank you. I'm all right.â Sophie gritted her teeth. There's nothing I can do. I
can only suck it up and move on.Even when she woke up the next day, she could not resist touching
her lips after recalling last night's incident. Oh, come on, Sophie! It's just a kiss! Grow up!When
Sophie was about to go out for breakfast after freshening up, the doorbell rang.She opened the
door and saw Tristan standing outside with breakfast in his hands.âYou could have opened the door
yourself, couldn't you?â Sophie did not understand why he had to ring the doorbell since he was the
house owner.âI told you this is your private space now, and I can't simply trespass on your premises
unless there's an emergency.â Tristan wanted to respect her privacy.âLet's have breakfast. We'll get
you an evening gown after this.â She has to wear an evening gown for Ysabelle's birthday party
tonight."Donât get me wrong. I realized you didn't have an evening gown in your wardrobe the
other day, so I decided to take you out and get you one.â"You don't have to explain further. I'll do as
you say.âSophie was not someone who would put on a hypocritical front. I'll get an evening gown if
the party requires me to wear it.Sophie was still in her sleepwear as she had just woken up.Her
sleepwear was a mauve pink short dress that exposed her slender and fair legs. She looked
exceptionally seductive in that attire.The two of them had breakfast together. Today's breakfast
suited Sophie's tastes, so she ate quite a lot. After that, Sophie went to change while Tristan waited
for her in the living room.Sophie wore a simple long-sleeve white t-shirt with a pair of jeans and a
cap. âCome on. Let's go!"Tristan could not help but question himself after seeing Sophieâs youthful
look. Am I too old for her?While they were on the way to the store, Tristan asked, âSophie, does age
matter to you in a relationship?âUpon hearing that question, Sophie, who was enjoying the pleasant
weather and the view of passersby on the road while resting her right arm on the windowsill, turned
around to look at the man.Tristan cleared his throat to hide his awkwardness when he realized
Sophie was staring at him.âIt's just a random question I had in mind,â Tristan said. While some
young girls like boys their age, some prefer older men. I wonder what's her preference."Me? I like
young menâgood-looking ones,â Sophia answered and giggled.Tristan blanched at her words.He
then brought her to a store that specialized in custom-made evening gowns.Sophie wondered why
he brought her here as she knew the evening gowns were all custom-made. The designers would
have to take the customer's measurements and design a dress according to the customer's
demeanor. Tonight is the party, and we don't have time to make a new one!Meanwhile, the designer
from the store came out to greet Tristan."Bring me Ms. Tanner's evening gown."âThe gown is ready,
Mr. Tristan." The designer instructed his subordinate to bring out the evening wear.âYou made a
gown for me? But how? I don't think I've come here before!â Sophie wondered.The designer
responded with a grin. âMr. Tristan gave me your photo a week ago and asked me to make an
evening gown for you.â âYou looked amazing in the photo, but you look even more fabulous in
person! You're what our brand is about. Would you like to become our model?â
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