Pursuing Her Chapter 297
Pursuing Her Chapter 297
Tristan Is Jealous
s, Whitlea failed to get through to Bailey. “Mom, have you had enough?
Sophie is just a student, so why do you keep picking on her? What’s the point?”
“Where’s your conscience, Bailey? Can’t you see that my leg’s bleeding? Do
you think I shot myself?” Whitlea retorted, not knowing if she shouldugh or cry
at her son’s ridiculousness.
When he saw the blood trickling down Whitlea’s leg, Bailey quickly turned to
Sophie.
“I’m sorry, Sophie. It’s all because of me that you’ve had to suffer so much,” he
muttered. I like her, yet all I’ve done is let her suffer. I feel so awful!
The next second, he grabbed Sophie’s wrist and pulled her along. “Come on.
Let’s leave this ce.”
“Bailey Dixon!” Whitlea bellowed.
However, Bailey refused to look at his mother and continued to lead Sophie out
of the cafe.
“What now, Ms. Whitlea?”
“Take me to the hospital!” Can’t they tell I’m injured? Must they keep asking me
for instructions? Do they not have a shred ofmon sense?
“Yes, Ms. Whitlea,” one of the men hurriedly replied. Even now, they were still
shocked that Sophie had such impressive skills. She didn’t seem like an
ordinary student at all!
Meanwhile, outside the cafe, Bailey and Sophie had decided to sit on a bench
under arge tree.
Since leaving the cafe, Bailey hadn’t said a word and merely sat in silence.
Sophie, too, did the same.
After a while, Bailey finally blurted out, “I’m sorry, Sophie.” Other than
apologizing to her, he didn’t know what else he could do.
Sophie nced at him. “Come on, Bailey, this has nothing to do with you. It isn’t
healthy to keep putting all the me on yourself.”
“Sorry. I’ve made you upset again.”
“You… Fine. I don’t know what else to say. Let’s do our best at the training
camp.”
Since he’s so stubborn, there’s no point wasting my breath on him right now.
“Okay,” Bailey mumbled. “Are you leaving?”
“Of course. My grandfather’s still waiting to eat with me,” Sophie replied. She
had been out for quite a while, and it was time to head home.
“All right, goodbye,” he said. He had always been a confident man, but for some
reason, Sophie changed him.
Deep down, thetter did find it a pity.
After all, Bailey was talented in physics, and if he continued to work hard in that
area, there was no doubt he’d excel in the future.
His current state of mind, however, was a cause for concern.
“Put your mother aside and answer me truthfully, Bailey. Do you like physics?”
Nothing is as important as passion, and I’m sure he’s passionate about physics.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have aplished so much despite his mother’s words
and actions.
“I do,” Bailey replied. How could I not? Physics and Sophie are my biggest
passions.
“If that’s the case, you have to go all out for this physicspetition! Don’t
worry. I have no intention of giving in to you. May the best person win!”
“Okay!” Bailey answered, confident of his capability when it came to physics.
With that, Sophie left in a taxi, leaving Bailey alone on the bench and engrossed
in his thoughts.
If I continue studying this field, will I have an opportunity with Sophie in the
future? She’s truly gifted, and even though she has said she doesn’t like me, I
don’t want to give up just like that. We’re both still young, anyway. Who’s to
know what the future might bring? There’s always a chance that she might fall
for me over time, isn’t there?
At the thought of that, Bailey visibly cheered up.
That night, when Tristan went to pick Sophie up, he found out about her meeting
with Bailey.
As much as he was annoyed, he knew there wasn’t anything else he could say.
Sophie, however, had already realized he was quietly seething.
Ha! I’m getting better at understanding his temper.
“Don’t worry! Bailey and I are only ssmates. I don’t have any romantic
feelings toward him.”
“Really?”
“Yes. You can trust me.”
“Fine, I believe you, but it’d be better if you don’t meet him so often.”
In all honesty, that was the first time Sophie had experienced how overbearing
Tristan could be.
She had always known he wasn’t one to be messed with, but who knew he
could be that jealous?
“We’re about to participate in the physicspetition. How are we supposed to
meet less?” Sophie retorted.
There’s no way I’d make promises I know I can’t keep!
Tristan sighed. “Sophie, can’t you just take it as you’re appeasing me?”
Eventually, thetter relented, even though she still wasn’t fond of making empty
promises.
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When Sophie stopped trying to appease him for the rest of the journey, Tristan
became incredibly glum.
He kept one hand on the steering wheel and grabbed Sophie’s hand with the
other.
“Remember. You’re mine and mine alone,” Tristan mumbled. He had be
fixated on Sophie, and it was clear no one could change his mind.
Interestingly enough, those words instantly reminded Sophie of Nichs.
Why was I so annoyed when Nichs said those exact words in the past?
Now that it’s Tristan saying them, why do I get this warm and fuzzy
feeling? What’s wrong with me? It’s scary how I don’t even recognize myself
anymore! I must admit Tristan is growing on me. If this continues, I might not
even be able to pry myself away from him. Argh! Is that a good or bad thing?
When Tristan and Sophie finally arrived at Nocturnal, they saw that the others
had already gathered there.
Even Sarah and Ysabelle had also turned up.
After all, that was thest party before Sophie had to leave for the physics
she wasn’t around.
“Give it your best shot, Sophie! I have confidence in you!” Sarahmented.
With Sophie being such a whizz in her studies, even Sarah had to admit she
was bing increasingly pleased with the youngdy.
On top of that, the more time she spent with Sophie and the more she got to
know her, the more she liked her.
“Thank you, Sarah. I’ll do my best!”
I still don’t think the physicspetition is a big deal, but since everyone is so
excited for me, I can’t possibly disappoint them, can I?
“Oh, you’ll do just fine, Soph!” Ysabelle bragged. “You’re invincible!”
Upon hearing that, Sophieughed out loud.
Meanwhile, Charles was happily ying billiards with Felix when Winter called.
It was the first time thetter wasn’t spending Christmas in Jipsdale, and the
thought of her being so far away in Alendor made Charles miss her even more.
“How’s everything? Are you adapting well?” Charles asked as he walked away
to a corner, his voice soft and gentle.
As soon as she heard the concern in her brother’s tone, Winter felt even worse.
The next second, she burst into tears. “Charles, I’ve realized my mistake. I’m
not doing well in Alendor at all. Life is so tough, and I miss everyone! Can you
please beg Mr. Tristan to let me return home?”