Pursuing Her

Chapter 609

Willow had invited the feminine man over to express her thoughts.

“Currently, Tanner Group is temporarily under my control. However, if Sophie returns, she'll take it from me.”

“So?”

“I want to kill her!” Willow declared vehemently.

The feminine man chuckled in response. As expected, once a woman makes up her mind, there was nothing a man can do about it.

“I am not a killer. If you wish to remove her, shouldn't you hire an assassin?” he suggested menacingly. Don't you have some funds right now? If you haven't, you could sell off some of Tanner Group's shares. Head over to the assassins' league and hire one of their top members.”

That was the extent of his help.

“Can't you help me? Clayton told me to look for you if I ever need something,” Willow muttered in dissatisfaction.

The feminine man chuckled again.

“Haven't I helped you already? You should stop pushing your luck,” he sneered.

The man's smile did not reach his eyes.

Willow was afraid of Tristan, hence she dared not personally hire an assassin.

She had assumed that the man would help her. Unexpectedly, he had rejected to help.

“Willow, remember this. You will always have to pay a price if you wish to obtain something. There's no such thing as a free lunch. Of course, if you're willing to let someone else have Tanner Group, you can sit on your hands. I suppose I don't have to remind you how talented Sophie is.”

When Sophie returned, she would be able to easily take Tanner Group back from Willow.

“I've said what I needed to say. You can decide how to proceed. Never look for me ever again.” The feminine man summoned someone to throw Willow out after he had finished speaking.

Willow found the thought of Sophie taking away what she had finally managed to obtain hard to bear.

It's one thing if I never had it to begin with, but now that I've had a taste of it, there's no way I'm letting anyone take it away from me.

As Willow did not have a lot of money, she had to sell off five percent of Tanner Group's shares before she was able to go to the assassins' league and hire two of their top members. She hired their services to kill Sophie.

A smile spread across Willow's face as she completed her tasks. “Sophie, I'd like to see you return unscathed this time.”

Meanwhile, Tristan was fully aware of Willow's machinations. What a vile woman! How dare she try to harm my woman!

“Mr. Tristan, I can't bear to watch this any longer. Is she really Sophie's sister? How can she do such a thing?”

It was not uncommon for large families to have infighting amongst themselves.

However, Willow was only a university student, and yet she was already so diabolical.

“Who are we to deny her if she wishes to seek death? Gather all the evidence of her wicked deeds. She's not going to wiggle out of it this time.”

Tristan was no saint. He wasn't about to let someone who repeatedly plotted to harm Sophie get away.

“All right. Don't worry and leave it to me. I've never liked Willow anyway.” She sure is a nasty piece of work. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

That night, Sophie couldn't help but frown when she saw Tristan visit her at the hospital again.

“Didn't I already warn you about the virus? It's not fully under control, and the medicine has adverse side effects. I told you not to come here!” Sophie was exasperated. Why must you worry me so?

Tristan embraced her and gave her a scorching kiss. “I'm not afraid of anything as long as you're with me.” There's nothing scary about a virus.

Since he had managed to get things under control, he wanted to see her naturally.

Pushing his face away, Sophie sighed helplessly. “Honestly speaking, you shouldn't place so much trust in me.”

Sophie was not completely confident in her abilities when it came to handling viruses. Thus, it would be better if Tristian was more cautious.

“What's wrong? Did something happen?” Tristan asked worriedly when he heard her words.

Sophie shook her head in response.

“It's not a big deal. It's just that Arius isn't in a good condition at the moment.” The medicine's side effects were dreadful. They had to find a solution to their problem before the consequences grew more severe.

“Okay. I'll go visit him in a bit.”

“You don't have to! The two of you would always bicker whenever you meet. He's already sick. What if his condition worsens after you agitate him?”

Tristan and Arius did not get along. Whenever they met, they would always get into arguments.

“I'll go easy on him since he's sick.” Tristan grinned.

Truth be told, he still had a lot of matters to take care of.

They came under the scrutiny of Anglandur after they caught Stephen. It was one of the things Tristan had yet to settle.

However, Sophie had just lost someone important to her. Tristan wanted to stay by her side for a moment longer.

Why won't she understand my efforts?

“Tristan, I am not as fragile as you think I am. I've accepted that death would eventually come as one gets older.” Sophie caressed Tristan's handsome face gently. “Don't worry about me and do what you must. I do not wish to become a burden to you.”

Tristan leaned in and kissed her.

“Don't worry your pretty little head about it. How can you possibly be a burden to me?” She's plenty independent already. Truly, she would do well no matter what. I'm the one who wants to stay by her side.

Sophie stood on her toes and pressed her lips against his.

“I know you're worried about me.” He's not denying it. He's acting like this because he's worried about me.

“Yes. I'll admit that I'm worried about you.” Geeze, it's not easy when one has such a smart girlfriend. I can never manage to hide anything from Sophie.

“Have you eaten? Sarah made me bring delicious food she made for you!” His sister had prepared

some nutritious soup when she learned that Tristan would be visiting Sophie.

Josiah's funeral had weighed deeply on Sophie, causing Sarah to worry for the other girl.

Tristan carried Sophie to the bed and took out the thermal container he had brought with him. He poured her a bowl of soup and fed it to her.

“I'm not that fragile. I can feed myself.”

“But I want to feed you.” Tristan's ministrations had nothing to do with Sophie's frailness. He merely wanted to care for her. “Say aah! I know you must be tired. Let me spoil you a little.”

Begrudgingly, Sophie opened her mouth and let him feed her.

“You should try some too.” Tristan seems to have lost some weight recently. Sophie grabbed his hand and turned the spoon around, sending it toward his mouth instead.

Opening his mouth, Tristan swallowed the soup.

Eventually, it became so that they took turns drinking mouthfuls of the soup.

“Sarah is a great cook,” Sophie exclaimed as she continued to sip the soup.