Chapter 777
“You don’t have to worry about my relationship with Charles either. We’re comrades who have been through thick and thin, and he understands me.”
“Don’t worry about me! Do I look like the kind of person who would willingly bear grievances for others to you?”
Tristan shook his head.
She wasn’t the kind of person who would bear grievances for others, but she was the kind who would do it for him.
However, that was absolutely unacceptable as well.
As they sat close together, Sophie couldn’t help but smile at Tristan’s serious expression.
“You’re even more concerned about me than my dad. My dad isn’t even that worried about me!”
“Sophie, I don’t want to be your dad. I want to be your man!” And with that, Tristan pushed her down and captured her cherry-red lips with his.
He kissed her tenderly, and although it was just a kiss, he cherished every moment he had with his beloved woman.
After the kiss, he held her in his arms, feeling the tenderness that was meant for him alone. Only in moments like these would he feel her need for him.
Sophie was overly independent most of the time, as she was always able to handle everything perfectly on her own.
“Speaking of which, where’s Willow? Where did you leave her?” Sophie asked, realizing that she hadn’t inquired about her in a while because she didn’t find it necessary.
For as long as she could remember, she had been a paragon of patience and forgiveness when it came to Willow. And with the upcoming Christmas festivities, she couldn’t help but feel that if her beloved grandfather were still with them, he would want nothing more than for Willow to come home and join the celebrations.
“Why bother caring about her? She’s not worth your time,” Tristan replied coldly. Willow is an ungrateful and shameless woman who deserves to suffer. Let her spend Christmas alone on that deserted island! Christmas is no different from any other normal day for her. Anyone who dared to bully Sophie would do well to prepare for the worst, as I would not tolerate anyone mistreating Sophie.
Nevertheless, Sophie insisted, “I think my grandfather would want to see her at home during Christmas.” After all, Willow was still his granddaughter.
Josiah was Sophie’s only weakness.
She would make concessions for him that she wouldn’t make for anyone else.
“Fine, I’ll bring her back. But if she dares to hurt you again, I won’t let her off,” Tristan huffed, thinking that Willow was no match for Sophie anyway.
“Okay!”
I’ve never been afraid of her so it doesn’t matter.
After months alone on the island, Willow had to learn how to farm and cook for herself.
In just a few months, she now looked like a middle-aged woman in her thirties, and her skin had become especially tanned.
Upon seeing a ship approaching, she no longer held any hope. She had sought help when she saw ships before, but this island belonged to Tristan; no one dared to come near, let alone take her away from there.
It wasn’t until the ship stopped and someone came down that she heard, “Willow, let’s go! You’ve always wanted to leave, right? It’s almost Christmas, so we’ll take you back to see your family!”
Willow was stunned.
Is it almost Christmas? Time flies!
“Are you coming or not? If you still want to stay here, we won’t force you.”
How could Willow possibly not want to leave?
She had been hoping to leave that place and never come back from the moment she got there. How could she want to stay here?
She was Ms. Willow of the Tanner family and had always lived a privileged life since she was young. Here, she had to do everything by herself.
Willow vowed that once she left, she would never come back. The thought of going through the same ordeal again was simply unbearable.
She practically sprinted onto the ship as if afraid that whoever had come to collect her would change their mind.
Five long hours later, the Tanner family received Willow in a pitiful state. When Yale and Charmaine saw her, Yale merely shook his head.
“Willow, now that you’re back, you need to behave yourself. You can’t mess with someone like Sophie. Not only is Sophie in a relationship with Mr. Tristan, but they’re also planning to get married soon.” Despite everything, she was still their daughter, and seeing her in such a state was heart-wrenching.
Nevertheless, at the end of the day, her fate rested entirely on Mr. Tristan’s whims.
Nobody stood to benefit from getting on his bad side.
Charmaine never imagined that her once-pampered daughter would end up in such a sorry state. Willow’s complexion, once fair and flawless, had been marred by the harshness of wind and sun.
“Mom, I’m back. That place was so scary. I never want to go back there again.” Willow’s voice was not as melodious as it once was anymore.
“Then don’t go back. Just stay by my side from now on.” Oh, what happened to my Willow? She looks like a peasant! She’s not even married yet and is in the prime of her youth, yet she already looks like she’s aged way beyond her years. How on earth did it come to this?
As the group gathered around for BBQ that night, Sophie’s phone suddenly rang, and it was Yale on the other end of the line.
“Soph, were you the one who brought Willow back?” Yale was worried that Sophie didn’t know about this, so he decided to call and ask.
“Yeah, I brought her back.” Sophie didn’t want to go into detail, so she gave a brief answer. Tristan sure is quick. I just asked him not too long ago, and he’s already handled it.
“Okay, good. Don’t worry about her being back. I’ll make sure she doesn’t bother you again,” Yale promised.
The current Sophie was someone that the Tanner family couldn’t afford to cross.
“Okay, I got it. I’m having dinner with my friends.” Sophie didn’t want to continue the conversation anymore.
She did this solely for Josiah’s sake, and she didn’t really have any interest in the Tanner family now.
“That’s fine. You go ahead and enjoy your meal. I won’t disturb you any longer,” Yale said meekly. Nowadays, he would humble himself in front of Sophie and would not display any arrogance.
As long as Sophie continued to bring in money for Tanner Group, Yale’s life would be trouble-free, and his life right now was pretty good.
After disconnecting the call, Sophie tossed her phone aside and joined in on the BBQ.
She savored each bite of the meat and ate a lot while taking in the joyous atmosphere around her.
“You really seem to enjoy dining with everyone. You usually don’t eat this much when we eat together,” Tristan remarked, somewhat displeased with the situation.
He just wanted her to gain some weight.
“What’s wrong? Is what Ysabelle said true? Do all men like plump women? Do you want me to gain weight as well?”
Tristan was speechless.
What’s she talking about? He wanted nothing but the best for Sophie, and he simply hoped that she would stay healthy and by his side.
“You should stay away from Ysabelle in the future. She tells you all kinds of nonsense!”
“Just tell me. Do you also like plump women? Ysabelle said that chubby women feel more comfortable to touch.”
Sophie hadn’t touched a chubby woman before, so she didn’t really know.
“I don’t know. Haven’t touched one before. Do you want me to find a plump woman to touch so that I can tell you?”
