Anything For Her

Sean was actually looking at Cecelia too. She looked very pretty that day. He didn’t have any particular feelings

before, but ever since that night, he realized how voluptuous her figure was and how seductive she could be in bed.

However, at that moment, Cecelia was pretending not to know him. Is it really necessary for her to go to such

lengths? I was drunk that night, but what about her? Wasn’t she sober? Why did that happen, then?

He couldn’t voice those questions then because if he did, the words might sound very hurtful to Cecelia. I really

don’t mind taking responsibility, but she doesn’t want me to,

Sean was in distress. I slept with her, and now things have taken such an awkward and undesirable turn. Forget it.

I’ll deal with this after Tristan’s wedding.

His mind was in a chaotic state at that instant, and he didn’t have the slightest clue as to how he should address

that issue.

Eight people got on the elevator. When they reached the venue, the banquet had already begun. Tristan and Sophie

went from table to table to greet their guests.

The couple first arrived at the president’s table.

Seeing that even the president had come, the three bridesmaids were astonished. No one had told them that the

president was there. Even the three groomsmen were also stunned.

At that instant, the president stood up while holding a wine glass in his hand.

Since he had gotten to his feet, the rest of the people around the table naturally followed suit.

“Tristan, Sophie, I’m delighted to know that you two are getting married. Both of you are Chanaea’s hope. I’m

certain that your union will also bring prosperity to our nation.”

“Mr. President, we are grateful that you took the time to attend our wedding despite your busy schedule.” With so

many people around, Sophie didn’t feel anything special about the president’s advent.

After all, that was her and Tristan’s wedding ceremony.

The two had wanted a simple celebration, but because of William, they had to organize that grand wedding.

Now that the president was also there, they had to spend time entertaining him, which Sophie found nothing but

tedious.

“Sophie, you’re now part of the medical association, so I might be in your care in the future.” The president was

very polite. He regarded Sophic, the twenty-one-year-old girl, with great respect.

“Of course.”

After toasting at that table, they moved to William’s table. The people seated around that table were all family, and

Morgan was also among them.

Tears welled up in Morgan’s eyes as he witnessed how blissful Sophie’s life was. Old Mr. Tanner can now rest in

peace. The granddaughter he cherished the most is truly happy now.

“You two must stay well together in the future. I can only rest assured if I see the two of you happy.”

William repeatedly advised. “Still, both of you are good kids, so I believe you’ll be fine.”

“Dad, don’t worry. We’ll take good care of each other.”

The following table consisted of Mark and the others. All five band members’ eyes reddened when they saw how

happy Sophie was.

“We’re not going to say much. With our relationship, we don’t need to elaborate further. Anyway, Mr. Tristan,

remember never to make Sophie cry. Otherwise, even though we can win you, we’ll still fight you,” Sunny said

agitatedly.

“Don’t worry. How could I bear to make her cry? I can’t wait to shower her with more love.” Tristan was particularly

tolerant of Mark and his band members.

There were over a hundred tables at the venue, and all of the attendees were wealthy and influential. Tristan and

Sophie went from table to table for a toast.

The three groomsmen performed their duty by helping Tristan to intercept and drink the glasses of wine. After

going around, the trio had also consumed a considerable amount of alcohol.

By the time they reached the last table, Felix was already getting unsteady on his feet.

He leaned against Ysabelle. “Ysabelle, I think I’m really drunk. You must take good care of me tonight, okay?” He

staggered, feeling light-headed.

“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you today. Now that’s enough. Stop talking if you’re drunk.” Ysabelle’s heart ached

terribly as she took in his intoxicated appearance.

“I knew you were the best,” Felix said, resting his weight on Ysabelle’s shoulder while wearing a contented

expression. My girl is really gentle and thoughtful now,

“Of course.” Ysabelle genuinely loved him. She had come to realize her feelings since that incident in Fandar.

When Sophie walked over, she saw Felix in that pathetic state. She figured he must’ve dedicatedly carried out his

task that day. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have gotten that drunk.

“Take him upstairs to rest. There’s nothing much left to do here. We’ll be calling it a day once we see all the guests

off,” Sophie said to Ysabelle.

“Okay, all right. I’ll bring Felix upstairs first. Don’t worry about us later. I’ll have the hotel staff send food to us.”

Sophie and the others had also been busy all day. Ysabelle didn’t want them to trouble themselves to take care of

her and Felix. They could look after themselves. After all, that was a hotel. They could get whatever they needed.

“Wait here a moment. I’ll ask Sunny to lend you a hand.

“Sophie, that’s not necessary. I can still walk.” Ysabelle was so fond of those band members from The Wheelers

that Felix didn’t want their help. He could walk on his own.

“Aren’t you drunk?”

“I am, but I can still walk!” Must one pass out on the floor before they’re considered drunk?

“Fine. You two go upstairs first, then.” Sophie didn’t call for help since she noticed Felix could still get by.

The guests began to leave one by one, and Tristan and Sophie went to the door to see them off. Sophie wasn’t used

to wearing high heels. She felt that her legs were about to give way.

Only after all the guests had left did she breathe a sigh of relief. Noticing Morgan was still there, she approached

him at his table.

“Morgan, it’s very late now. Would you prefer to stay in the hotel tonight, or should I have someone take you

home?” Sophie was exceptionally gentle when talking to Morgan, treating him like she did her grandfather.

“Ms. Sophie, don’t mind me. You’ve also had a long day and haven’t even eaten yet. Hurry up and have some food.

I can go back by myself.” Morgan had stayed there simply because he wished to see Sophie for a longer time.

“I’ll ask someone to take you home. Morgan, don’t overthink, and just take good care of the mansion for me.”

Sophie knew Morgan was afraid of troubling her, so he had been wanting to leave.

However, she knew he had no relatives left. Where else can he go? I don’t mind taking care of him for the rest of

his life.

“Ms. Sophie-” Has Ms. Sophie always known? I really did plan to leave. An old man like me will only burden Ms.

Sophie. I really shouldn’t stay here any longer.

“If you leave, my grandpa will blame me.”

“Okay, Ms. Sophic. Thank you.” Ms. Sophie is genuinely a kind-hearted and warm person. Most of the time, she’s

just not good at expressing herself