Changing Only For Her novel (Sophie and Tristan) novel Chapter 13

“I can walk on my own.” While he was carrying her, their faces got closer to each other. If she looked up, her lips would brush across his chin.

Her heart began to beat out of control, and her ears began to grow hot.

Ysabelle was stunned. She had never seen Tristan treat anyone so well. Even at home, he was always cold, and even his grandfather was annoyed at him for it.

Tristan didn't give Sophie the chance to refuse. He gently put her on the hospital bed, then checked on her infusion tube.

“Okay. It's time for your evening self-study,” Tristan said to Ysabelle.

“Uncle Tristan, I don't want to go. If I hadn't brought Sophie to the pasta outlet, she wouldn't end up like this. I'll stay and accompany her.” Well, it wouldn't matter if I missed one session of self-study.

Tristan looked at her and didn't speak.

“Uncle Tristan.” He looks so scary.

“I'm okay now, Ysabelle. I'll go back after the infusion.”

“No!” Tristan and Ysabelle exclaimed in unison.

“I'm really fine.”

“Sophie, it's all my fault. You must stay in the hospital and get well. Otherwise, I will feel very guilty.”

“You should recuperate in the hospital. I've already informed the school that you're taking the day off.” Tristan declared. How could she be so calm even after her surgery?

Tristan stopped forcing Ysabelle to go to class. If Ysabelle is here to accompany her, she should feel more at ease.

The VIP ward Tristan arranged for Sophie was a suite equipped with a bathroom and a kitchen.

At half past nine in the evening, Felix came to pick up Ysabelle.

“Uncle Tristan, I won't be going home tonight! I want to stay with Soph. I don't want her to be alone in the ward. It's sad.”

Whenever Ysabelle was sick, her parents and grandparents would stay by her side.

However, Sophie didn't have anyone close to her, which was really sad.

“Felix will take you home. I'll get someone to look after Sophie.”

Ysabelle looked at Sophie aggrievedly.

“I'm fine. I like to be alone.” Sophie couldn't help but laugh. To her, Ysabelle's reaction was adorable.

Ysabelle seemed to have more to say, but Felix dragged her away.

At half past ten, Tristan was still there with Sophie, but Sophie didn't care much about it and played games in her bed.

When it was half past eleven and Sophie noticed that Tristan hadn't left. She raised her head to look at him and said, “Mr. Tristan, you may go. I don't need anyone to take care of me.” It was just a minor surgery. Besides, I can already get out of bed and walk.

“Don't worry about me. Sleep if you're tired.”

“What do you mean?”

“I'll stay here and accompany you.”

“What?” Sophie doubted her ears. Tristan, the man who could cause Jipsdale to tremble with one word wanted to stay and accompany her.

“Are you hungry?” Sophie hadn't eaten anything yet, and Tristan was worried that she might be hungry.

“I'm good.” Sophie didn't have much appetite.

Tristan took that as a yes, and called someone to deliver oatmeal from The Crown.

The oatmeal arrived in a thermal insulation container instead of a takeaway box.

Tristan filled a bowl with oatmeal, sat beside Sophie, and put the spoon near her mouth.

“Ahem!”

Even Sophie, who had always been calm, was stunned at that moment.

Tristan, the head of the Lombard Group, a prominent character in Jipsdale, was feeding her oatmeal.

“Mr. Tristan, I can eat by myself.” She didn't know how to deal with Tristan's behavior.

Tristan knew that she wasn't used to it, so he didn't insist.

Besides, he wasn't in a hurry. He wanted to give her time to get used to his existence.

Fine. I saved his life before too. Maybe the Lombard family is really serious about gratitude.

The assistant's jaw almost dropped. Is this really the oppressive and ruthless Mr. Tristan?