Chapter 938
Chapter 938 Beauty
She is absolutely gorgeous! It was the right call to insist on taking a picture of her in this clothing style.
“Why are you staring at me? Do I look weird in this?” It was the first time Sophie had worn that sort of makeup. She was worried it didn’t suit her. Sure, it’s a wedding photo, but I don’t want to overdo it either
He approached her and hugged her slender waist. “Nope. You look amazing in this. I think you wear this gown the best among all the women I know.” I’ve met many beautiful women, but none of them are comparable to the one in my arms.
“You look incredible in that military outfit, too. It makes me swoon over you,” said Sophie truthfully. “I bet you would’ve been a prominent warlord in a previous era.” Someone like Tristan is bound to be a winner regardless of the period he’s born into!
“I’m glad you like it. Tristan pecked her on the neck. “What should I do? I want to marry you right now instead of waiting any longer.” My darling’s too charming. I don’t want to wait anymore.
“All right, let’s go. Otherwise, they’ll make fun of us again.” Old Mr. Lombard is still waiting outside, after all! If we stay here for too long, it’s going to get people thinking.
“Mm, let’s go! Once we return, I’ll customize a few gowns for you. I like to see you in them.” I love seeing her in a figure-hugging gown. She looks lovely in them. It really makes me want to protect her.
When Sophie walked out, Charles, Sean, and Arius were stunned by her appearance.
“For real, I think Mr. Tristan has incredible self-control. I can’t believe he’s able to hold himself back from savoring such a beauty,” commented Charles.
“Quit staring. Otherwise, Mr. Tristan is going to get angry, Sean reminded, reckoning that Tristan disliked other men gazing at his woman.
Indeed, Tristan was upset. Sophie looks alluring in this gown, but I don’t like how the others are gawking at her. She belongs to only one person-me! No one else is allowed to look at her, not even a glance!
“Will the bride and groom please come over here?” The photographer was excited when he saw the couple. Regardless of what they wear, they’ll always look fantastic! I can’t believe they’re more attractive than professional models!
The photo shoot proceeded without a hitch. As Tristan and Sophie were somewhat familiar with the process, the photographer only needed to provide them with a few instructions for the picture to turn our well
The photographer was so addicted to taking pictures of the couple that his finger went numb.
After some consideration, the photographer asked, “Can I keep a wedding photo of yours and use it for advertising, Mr. Tristan?” I also want to submit it to a photography competition. It has always been my dream to participate in a competition like that with an exceptionally blissful wedding photo. Unfortunately, no wedding pictures I took in the past, even with models, satisfied me. Now that I’ve finally found one, I can’t let this opportunity slip away!
Tristan shook his head. “No. We don’t need that.” The wedding photos are meant for me, not to show off
“Are you really not going to consider it? How about I submit it to a photography competition instead of using it for advertising?” I already have a few pictures in mind! They’re genuinely excellentt
“No.” Tristan only wanted his wedding photos to be a personal collection. If not because we wanted to capture moments of our happiness, we wouldn’t have bothered to come here and take wedding photos.
“Okay, then.” The photographer was visibly dejected. What a shame! I rarely take any photos that really satisfy me. I bet I could win awards if I was allowed to submit these pictures to a competition!
The photo shoot lasted until noon. Exhausted, Sophie took off her gown before heading to a nearby restaurant for lunch with the group.
Sarah and William returned home first.
William was an old man, after all, who needed his nap.
The rest dined at the restaurant.
“Are you tired?” Tristan approached Sophie while she was talking with Ysabelle and the others and massaged her shoulders.
“I’m tired too. Uncle Tristan. How about you give me a massage as well?” joked Ysabelle.
“Same! Unfortunately. I’m single. I have no one to take care of me when I’m worn out,” Cecelia lamented.
Georgina merely chuckled.
When Arius heard the women’s conversation, he immediately massaged Georgina’s shoulders. “I won’t let you be jealous of others, Georgina! If Mr. Tristan can do it, I can do it, too.”
Georgina smiled sweetly. While I have experienced many moments of sorrow in the past, I’m happy and satisfied that we can stay together
Ysabelle and Cecelia exchanged a glance.
“Woe be us, the single women. If only there are people who love us.” Ysabelle sighed. There truly is no love left in this world.
“Someone does love you, but you don’t want him. I think I’m worse. No one loves me,” Cecelia bemoaned. “This won’t do. Once I return, I will find myself a boyfriend. I can’t remain single any longer!”
There was still a photo shoot in the afternoon, but everyone was drained, so Tristan brought them to a nearby hotel to rest for an hour.
After lunch, the group went to the hotel. The staff members also had their own rooms to rest in.
Sophie was still covered in makeup, but she was too lazy to remove it as there was another photoshoot later. She was replying to Victor’s text messages when Tristan came in.
“Didn’t I ask you to rest in the room? I know the photo shoot is tiring for you. If you have any work matters, save it for after we return home. Otherwise, I’ll handle it if it’s an emergency.”
“It’s nothing serious. It’s just that Victor has encountered a minor problem.”
“What is Victor doing? He knows about your photo shoot today, yet he’s annoying you with insignificant
affairs.”
“If it’s related to Tanner Group, then it’s not insignificant.” The company’s the fruit of Grandpa’s labor.
“All right, I understand. Tanner Group matters aren’t insignificant. Have you taken care of it? If you have, you should get some rest. We still have more pictures to take later. But if you’re too tired, we can save the photo shoot for tomorrow.” It depends on her condition.
“I’m good. I’ll be fine after taking a nap.” Sophie had a habit of taking naps. If she didn’t have one, she would-feel awful.
Promptly, Tristan grabbed her phone. “I’ll be keeping your phone until we leave. If there are any issues, III handle them. You take a good rest.”
Instead of opposing him, Sophie lay on the bed. “You should take a nap, too.” I know he’s been busy since morning.
Tristan settled on the bed and embraced her. “All right. We’ll sleep together.”
