Pursuing Her

Chapter 848

CHAPTER 848 BECAUSE HE CHERISHED HER

This younger sister of mine may be a little stubborn, but she's nowhere as scary as he makes her out to be.

“I didn't mean anything else by that, Mr. Quigley. I really don't like her, so I'm just telling you not to try anything funny,” Bertram replied. Did he think that'd frighten me? After working closely with Mr. Tristan for so long, I've seen and experienced many things and situations. Neither riches nor power can bend me. I'm a man with principles, thank you very much.

“Is Winter really that bad?” Charles responded, feeling frustrated. When I'm back in Jipsdale, I've got to make her go on blind dates. Only after seeing her get married will I feel at ease. Otherwise, I'll be so annoyed by her and die an untimely death sooner or later. If that happens, it'll be a huge loss indeed.

Winter was still making muffled protests when Charles got into the car.

He turned and uttered sternly, “Shut up, Winter. You should know where this is. If you continue stirring up trouble like this, I'll wash my hands of you. I've really had enough of you.”

I had to plead with Sophie previously to let her go back. But now that she has run off by herself, how is she supposed to go back this time? I've seriously had enough of having such a troublemaking sister.

Meanwhile, Bertram shot Charles a pitying glance. Ms. Quigley never knows when to stop. Whoever ends up marrying her in the future is one unlucky guy, that's for sure. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Over in Anglandur, Sophie woke up feeling refreshed after forcing herself to sleep for ten hours.

Tristan had been by her side the whole time she was asleep, and the first thing she saw upon opening her eyes was his handsome face.

She stretched out a hand and pinched his neck gently. Honestly, this guy can always make my heart flutter! Just his face alone is enough to bewitch someone completely. It's no wonder those wealthy heiresses in Jipsdale keep flocking to him like bees to a honeypot. I'm fortunate indeed that he chose me among all the others. If that isn't lucky, I don't know what is!

Opening his mouth wide, he trapped her small, mischievous hand in his mouth.

That made her laugh. “What's the matter? Are you hungry? Do you want to eat my hand?”

“I'm hungry. I want to devour you.” The next moment, he pulled her close and kissed her, sliding his tongue nimbly into her mouth. It was a kiss charged with desire and passion, and she felt her body start to burn.

Nonetheless, he refused to let her go and continued kissing her from her lips to her neck, then to her chest.

Sophie arched her neck, basking in his love for her. I adore everything about him. Even his kisses are just like him—addictive.

Suddenly, he rolled over and pinned her under him.

She did not say anything and merely gazed at him with a dreamy look. Seeing her like that aroused him immediately, and he swiftly shielded her eyes with his hand.

“Don't look at me like that. If you do, I won't be able to control myself,” Tristan murmured. She's getting more and more seductive! Even if she lies there without doing anything, it makes me get the urge to throw caution to the wind.

The corners of her lips curved upward with a hint of a smile. This guy... I don't know why he insists on holding back. However, it's also that determination that makes me feel so happy. He must be trying to protect me because he thinks I'm still young. That's why he keeps letting himself suffer like this.

Soon, her whole body was shaking with laughter. I can't help it. I really can't hold it in any longer.

Her laughter was so infectious that he was soon chuckling along with her.

“Oh, so you're laughing at me now?” he asked, still lying on top of her. When a man and a woman were in such a position, one's imagination would inevitably run wild.

“I'm not. I wouldn't dare! Besides, what's there to laugh about you?” Despite her answer, her expression clearly showed that was not the case.

“Just you wait. Some day, I'll surely make you plead for mercy while pinned under me,” he responded. He loved her deeply, which was why he could not bear to hurt her.

“Okay, sure. I'll wait for that day to come,” came her reply. What else can I do? I also feel helpless that I met a guy like him. However, this is his resolve. Since he cherishes the wedding night so much, I'll wait for that day.

That night, Barney and Arius also returned to the hotel. They had solved the issue and could finally have a good rest.

However, no sooner had they arrived than Marcus also appeared at the hotel. The sight of the uninvited visitor filled Arius with exasperation. We've been working ourselves to the bone for so many days and certainly have no time to waste on dealing with this guy.

“Mr. President, don't you know how exhausted we've been these past few days? If you do, could you please refrain from disturbing us now? The only thing I want to do right now is to get a good night's sleep,” he said curtly. I mean, who's the reason we're so tired? Yet the culprit shows up here and is unwilling to let us rest. Isn't this a little too much?

“Don't come at me with such hostility, Arius. I'm here because I want to express my gratitude. I know how hard you've all been working during this period,” Marcus replied meekly. “Here's an idea! Given your outstanding contributions to Anglandur, I've decided to reward all of you handsomely. I hope you'll be there on time.”

In truth, that was the reason for his visit.

“No need for that, Mr. President. We didn't do what we did because of you.” Barney understood people like Marcus to a certain extent and had a sinking feeling that the latter did not want to let them leave. Initially, we came here to help them solve their problems. However, now that Marcus has seen what Sophie is capable of, it's even more unlikely that he'll let her go.

“I know you don't care for all that, Barney. However, the truth is that the International Medical Association truly needs you. Could it even still be called the International Medical Association without you? Hence, you guys have to come,” Marcus replied. Then, observing how fatigued the pair looked,

he did not take up any more of their time and quickly left with his subordinates.

When Sophie learned they were back, she went to find them and immediately noticed Arius's stormy expression.

“What's wrong?” she asked. Didn't he just get back? Who stepped on his toes this time?

“It's that disgusting president again. I truly can't stand the sight of him anymore, and I've no idea what he has cooking in his mind this time,” he grumbled, thinking about how they had only come to offer their assistance because they had to and that Marcus should be glad they were not asking him for money in return.

“Why do you care what he wants to do? Anyway, no matter what he has in mind, he can't change our decision,” she reasoned. Even the president of Anglandur can't stop us if we want to leave.

“Mm, you have a point. I think we've pretty much resolved the issues here, so it's also time for us to go home,” Arius replied. I miss the fresh air in Chanaea. The saying “there's no place like home” rings true indeed.