Pursuing Her

Chapter 781

CHAPTER 781 NOT AS IMPORTANT

“No need. I'll call her later.” With that, Caleb hung up as he felt the loneliness of being alone in Anglandur wash over him.

Nevertheless, this was the path he had chosen, so he had to keep going, no matter how hard it was.

Yale was on his phone as he watched the Christmas Gala. His mistress was alone, so she kept sending him texts.

One of her texts read: Won't you come and keep me company? I'm so lonely! Do you know how much I love you, Yale?

Yale was pleased to read that.

His mistress was in her twenties, with a body that was alluringly curvaceous. When they were together in the bedroom, she was incredibly open and willing to explore his desires. He was totally entranced by her and couldn't get enough of her.

Yale immediately transferred some money to her as a Christmas gift.

He told her: Here you go. You can buy whatever you want. Be good and stay at home. I'll come and keep you company tomorrow.

Yale treated her really well.

His mistress replied: Yale, I miss you. Every cell in my body aches for you. Why don't you divorce your

wife? I can give birth to your child. How does that sound?

Yale fell silent after reading her reply.

Divorce? The thought of divorce had never even occurred to Yale. After all, he was living a life of luxury thanks to the Tanner family, and he would be foolish to even consider filing for divorce at this point.

Yale: All right. Be good. I'll come to you tomorrow.

After sending that text, Yale felt guilty and shot Charmaine a look, but the latter ignored him completely.

Yale took a deep breath. He was actually displeased with how Charmaine was treating him right now, but there was nothing he could do to change her attitude.

She was his wife, and he couldn't afford to make Sophie's disgust for him intensify.

Meanwhile, Tristan and his family enjoyed dinner before heading to the living room to watch the Christmas Gala together. They wanted to spend time with William.

Both Tristan and Ysabelle seemed unable to sit still.

“What's wrong? Did something urgent happen? You both look anxious.”

Ysabelle shook her head and responded, “Grandpa, what are you talking about? There's nothing going on. Haven't I kept you company for the past few days at home?” She gave him a warm smile.

She had actually promised to watch the fireworks with Felix. Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

There was a fireworks festival at Breakwater Port tonight. Although this event had been canceled for the past few years due to concerns about the environment, it was back in full force this evening.

“You can head out to have some fun if you want. There's no need to stay home,” William told her. It was obvious that they were eager to leave, so he was equally disinterested in spending any time with them.

“Really? Can I leave?” Ysabelle grew excited to hear his words. “Then I'll take my leave now, Grandpa. Felix is waiting for me outside!”

William shook his head. She promised to stay home to keep me company, didn't she? What a heartless girl. She forgot about me after having a boyfriend. I'm going to get jealous.

Seeing his reaction, Sarah flashed him a smile.

“Dad, don't worry. Even if they all leave, I'll stay at home with you,” she assured him. There was no way she'd leave her father alone at home.

William waved his hand.

He said to her, “It's the holidays, so you should go out and have a good time. Being stuck here with an old man like me isn't all that exciting.”

He wanted her to live her life to the fullest, to make the most of her youth by socializing, meeting new people, and finding romance rather than simply spending her time in his presence or at home like an elderly person.

Sarah looked at her father with a hurt expression on her face and asked, “Dad, don't you want me here?” Can't I keep him company at home?

William's response was clear. “No, I don't want you to stay at home any longer. Your New Year's wish should be to find a suitable partner and get married this year. I'd love for you to stay with me forever, but you're already in your thirties, so it's time for you to start your own family.”

Tristan is about to get married, but Sarah's still showing no signs of finding a partner. This won't do.

Sarah voiced her disapproval. “Dad, that isn't what I want. I think I'm doing pretty well now. Stop forcing me to find a husband.” Why do people have to end up in a marriage? Isn't it good to be single?

William was displeased to hear her answer. “Sarah, you must strive to be optimistic and confident. That is the key to bringing true happiness into your life.”

Sarah rolled her eyes. “Dad, is this a line from a TV drama? That sounds really familiar.” She couldn't believe her father had just said something so cliche.

William retorted, “I don't think there's anything wrong with those words. Why? Do you have a problem with that?”

If Sarah wasn't planning to walk down the aisle anytime soon, she would soon be beyond the optimal age for having children.

By then, it would be risky for her to bear a child.

As her father, I'm just worried about her. How could she say that?

Ysabelle stepped out of her house, and there Felix was, standing outside, eagerly awaiting her arrival. She had donned the outfit he had purchased for her, so they were both dressed in matching outfits.

“What is this? If someone else sees us, they'll know about our relationship,” Ysabelle protested unhappily.

“Why should it matter? It isn't that I'm not presentable, is it?” Felix questioned. He couldn't understand the need to keep a low profile.

“Ah, forget it. Whatever, then.” Ysabelle gave up on trying to get her way. The weather was freezing, and they were both wearing masks, so it would be hard for people to recognize her.

“Come on, my princess,” Felix urged.

He was pleased to be able to go on a date with her on Christmas Eve.

“I wonder where Uncle Tristan and Sophie will go. I think he'll spend the night with her,” Ysabelle mused.

She felt pretty disappointed that Sophie wouldn't be celebrating Christmas together with them.

Sophie's family had not been particularly caring or supportive toward her. Despite this, she still chose to spend the upcoming holiday with them, so it left Ysabelle baffled as to why she would choose to do so.

Felix was overcome with feelings of envy and resentment. “Stop worrying about her. That's not

something you can control. Instead, why don't you focus on looking after yourself?”

Ysabelle was always devoting all of her attention to Sophie, to the point where she forgot to give any attention to him.

“Oh? Don't tell me you're jealous of Sophie,” Ysabelle retorted. “There's no need to be jealous of her.”

“I must admit, I'm envious of the way you treat her. You show her so much care and affection, while I feel I don't get the same level of respect and attention,” Felix admitted.

Ysabelle harrumphed. “How could you compare yourself with Sophie? You don't even know your place.”

Felix was stunned. The harshness of her reply had wounded him deeply.

I'm her boyfriend, but I'm not as important as her best friend! Won't someone have pity on me?

Sophie was lounging on the couch, her eyes fixed on the television, when her phone suddenly began to ring.

Upon seeing that it was Tristan, she relaxed, and her features softened into a gentle expression.

“Hello? Why did you call me? Are you watching the Christmas Gala on TV too?” she asked.

“No. I'm outside your house. There's an incredible fireworks show happening at Breakwater Port this evening, and I was wondering if you'd like to come and watch it with me,” Tristan told her.

“Do you want to watch it?” Sophie questioned. Hmm, he has already arrived at my house, so I think he wants to watch it.