Changing Only For Her - Season 3 Episode 84

You Smell So Good “Hey!” complained Sophie when she saw Ysabelle running into the room, but her complaints were useless. The former was stuck with taking care of Tristan on her own, and that left her speechless. Sophie had no choice but to take Tristan to his room and help him get onto his bed. After that, she crouched down to help him take his shoes off. Unfortunately, he sat up as soon as she crouched down. That confused her a little. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing. I can take my own shoes off,” replied Tristan.

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He simply couldn’t bear to let her help him take his shoes off. Sophie couldn’t help chuckling when she saw how quickly he took his shoes off. Tristan pulled her toward him when he heard her laughter. The two of them lay on the bed after that. “What are you doing? Be honest, Mr. Tristan. Is this whole drunk thing an act?” asked Sophie. Why else would he refuse to let me help him take his shoes off? Tristan closed his eyes. He refused to answer that question, but he explained himself. “I don’t want you to serve me because you are the one person I want to love and spoil.” That was why he refused to let her help him, even when he was drunk and feeling terrible. “I would’ve been okay with it,” replied Sophie.

She didn’t actually care. “But I’m not okay with it,” said Tristan. He wanted to be with her and wanted to be the one to love and spoil her. He didn’t want her to have to do anything she shouldn’t have to. Tristan had his eyes closed the entire time, but his words were extremely touching. Sophie couldn’t help pecking him on the lips. The way he spoiled and loved her truly caused her heart to stir. Unfortunately, that kiss became the spark that ignited the overwhelming passion in Tristan. He flipped over, pinned her under him, then kissed her fervently. She had no idea how difficult it had been for him to suppress his desires, and her kiss definitely broke his last shred of control. At first, the kiss was deeply passionate, and it felt as though it would burn Sophie up. After the initial flames, the kiss became sweeter and softer. Sophie could still detect the sweet aftertaste of that exquisite vodka in his mouth, and when he kissed her like that, she felt as though she were drunk, too. When their lips parted, he caressed her red lips with his thumb. “What am I going to do now?

I really want you,” murmured Tristan. He simply couldn’t hold his passions in any longer, but he had no choice. He had to bottle everything up, and that was truly horrible. Sophie rested on the bed, taking in how Tristan was struggling. “Since you’re not drunk, you should go to bed. I’m going to sleep now, too.” “Stay with me a little longer.” Sophie fished a box of medicine out of her pocket. “Here.” “What’s this?” asked Tristan, who saw the medicine as soon as he opened his eyes. “It’s for your headache,” replied Sophie. I got this for you. Aren’t I a thoughtful person? “Feed me.” Sophie was rendered speechless. Despite being annoyed, she took the medicine out of the box and fed one into his mouth. “Sleep well,” said Sophie. She was going to get out of his bed right away, but Tristan refused to let her go. He reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, making it impossible for her to move. “Will you sleep here with me tonight? Don’t worry. I’ll behave.” “Okay.” “Sophie, you smell so good.” “Uh, Mr. Tristan? Can you please stop seducing me?” Sophie simply couldn’t deal with him when he was like that. “Huh? I’m being seductive?” He was simply speaking honestly, so he didn’t think he was seducing her. “Yes, you are,” complained Sophie firmly. “Okay, if you say so,” replied Tristan. He didn’t bother arguing with her. Instead, he swallowed his medicine. As promised, his headache eased up soon after. The second he relaxed, his mind started wandering into forbidden territory. Unfortunately, Sophie was still too young to be treated like an adult. That was when Tristan realized that asking her to stay was just making things difficult for him. Earlier, he couldn’t bear to let her leave, but now he had to push her away. “I need to take a shower,” said Tristan. He went into the bathroom immediately after. Sophie felt a little irritated when she saw the door to the bathroom closing. Why does he keep sending mixed signals? Ah, never mind. I could feel the change in his body earlier, so it’s obvious he’s having a hard time. I’ll just return to my room so he doesn’t have to suffer. When Tristan exited the shower, he realized that the woman he loved was no longer in his bed. He felt a little helpless about it. I didn’t scare her, did I? It didn’t matter how strong she was when she fought against others. The truth was that she was still just a young lady, so being frightened was a reasonable reaction. Tristan was worried about Sophie, so he called her right away. She picked up the call within three rings. “I just think I’d be more comfortable sleeping in my own room,” said Sophie to explain the situation. The truth was as simple as that. “I see. If that’s the case, then rest early.” “Okay.” Sophie couldn’t help giggling after she

hung up the call. Tristan chuckled in his room as well. He wondered how long he’d have to stay in the doghouse because that life was getting really tough. The good news, however, was that she was worth the wait. Tristan got up early the next morning because he wanted to buy the girls some breakfast. To his surprise, he saw Sophie already returning with breakfast when he made his way to the living room. “Why didn’t you sleep in?” asked Tristan. Sophie had gone to bed late last night, so it was strange that she didn’t sleep longer. “I’m used to waking up early.” Sophie had always been a disciplined person and had a habit of waking up early. “Where’s Ysabelle?” asked Tristan. Don’t tell me she’s still asleep. “I think she’s still in bed. I’ll go get her to come out for breakfast.” Tristan dragged Sophie back to the dining table before she could leave. “It’s fine. You can ignore her. She has been sleeping until the afternoon ever since her holiday started. There’s no need to go wake her up,” said Tristan. She’d just ask us to eat without her, anyway. “Okay, then,” replied Sophie. Tristan had already said it that way, so she wouldn’t wake Ysabelle up. She simply sat down and had breakfast with him. Tristan had to go to work at Lombard Group after he had his breakfast, but he’d prefer to stay there with Sophie. Unfortunately, he had no choice. He had to leave. The man remained reluctant, even when he was by the door. “Go on.” Sophie couldn’t help pushing him a little when she caught him lingering. Tristan grabbed her hands. “We haven’t even parted ways, and I’m already missing you. How I wish I could put you in my pocket and take you everywhere I go.” Sophie was speechless. “You are so heartless. Am I that unimportant to you? Do you not feel anything at all when you see me leave?” It seemed his presence or absence didn’t bother her much. “I…” “Never mind, I have to go now. Rest well at home, okay?” said Tristan before he left reluctantly. As suspected, Ysabelle slept until that afternoon. She looked around for Sophie after she freshened up. The former eventually found her friend in the study. “Sophie, we’re on holiday, so why are you in the study? Don’t tell me you’re studying. That is insane!” When Ysabelle calmed down, she realized that Sophie was listening to the song she had given to The Wheelers recently. “What are you doing?” “I’m writing the lyrics.” The song was practically done, and all that was left to do was to get the lyrics in place. Ysabelle made her way to Sophie and snuck a peek. That was when she realized that over half of the lyrics were done. Oh my gosh, she works so fast!

Ysabelle knew a thing or two about music as well, so she was humming along to the song. The lyrics fit the song so perfectly. It can inspire anyone to work harder and become better.