Chapter 156: Chapter 156: Who Told You to Drive Her Away?

An autumn rain started to fall outside.

The raindrops pattered against the window, like a beautiful symphony.

Inside, the atmosphere grew even more intimate.

Even though Tristan Lawson hadn’t done anything to Sophie Hughes yet, her imagination was already running wild.

This close, the scorching heat of his body pressed against her skin, searing her very heart.

His uniquely masculine scent washed over her.

Tristan Lawson pressed his forehead intimately against Sophie Hughes’s, murmuring, "Noelle..."

Sophie Hughes was furious. ’So he really does care that much about Noelle Sutton.’

"Be a good girl from now on. Stop making trouble, okay?"

His voice was low, husky, and deep. He reached up to loosen his tie, revealing his sexy Adam’s apple.

She had long understood that Tristan Lawson’s heart now belonged to Noelle Sutton.

To be safe, she had deliberately used the same bath products and hadn’t said a word upon approaching him.

Knowing that he doted on Noelle Sutton so much in bed, his voice becoming so low and sexy, made her jealous to the point of heartbreak.

And the more she felt that way, the more determined she was not to let this opportunity go.

Seeing that the woman in his arms wasn’t resisting, Tristan Lawson’s foul mood from the past several days finally began to subside.

She had always refused him.

The first time, she’d even bitten her own tongue until it bled.

He wasn’t one to force her when it came to matters in the bedroom—he never had been. It was just that lately, Noelle Sutton had been constantly getting on his nerves.

Her lack of resistance now undoubtedly pleased him.

He cupped Sophie Hughes’s face, his thumb gently stroking her cheek.

"Noelle, give yourself to me tonight, hm?"

His lips were just about to meet hers.

Suddenly, the door was thrown open.

Tessa Lawson entered.

She saw Tristan Lawson on top of Sophie Hughes...

Tessa Lawson’s eyes widened. After freezing for a moment, she rushed forward. "Tristan Lawson!"

She was absolutely livid.

Tessa Lawson grabbed Tristan Lawson by the collar, hauled him up, and slapped him across the face. "Have you lost your mind? Do you have any idea what you’re doing?"

Terrified, Sophie Hughes grabbed Tristan Lawson’s arm and hid behind him.

The slap sobered Tristan Lawson up considerably. He looked up and saw Tessa Lawson, his brow furrowing in annoyance.

’How strange. Every time I try to get intimate with Noelle lately, we get interrupted by one thing or another.’

Tristan Lawson’s eyes were glazed over. ’Noelle would be so embarrassed if Tessa caught us like this.’ He stretched out a long arm, wrapped it around the woman hiding behind him, and said with displeasure, "What are you doing here?"

But Tessa Lawson dragged Sophie Hughes out of Tristan Lawson’s embrace and shoved her to the ground. Sophie Hughes cried out in pain.

Tristan Lawson heard the cry and turned his head.

’That’s not Noelle...’

’Noelle can’t speak.’

He shook his head, rubbing his temples. Looking again, he finally realized it was Sophie Hughes.

The man’s gaze grew even colder.

Tessa Lawson shot Sophie Hughes a vicious glare, then turned to Tristan Lawson. "I came over today to open the windows in Mom’s room to air it out. It suddenly started raining, so I rushed back to close them. If I hadn’t come over, would you have... with this slut... You! Ugh..."

Furious, Tessa Lawson stomped her foot. In the end, she couldn’t bring herself to curse out her own brother.

She spun around, rushed up to Sophie Hughes, and slapped her across the left cheek, then backhanded her across the right.

SMACK! SMACK! The two blows left Sophie Hughes’s face on the verge of swelling, her disheveled hair sticking to her cheeks. She was a complete mess.

"Have you no shame, seducing Tristan today of all days! Look at what you’re wearing! Dressed like such a tramp. Believe me, I could take a picture right now and send it to Grandpa, let him see what kind of trash his ’good’ adopted daughter of over twenty years really is!"

Sophie was just an adopted daughter. As the proper young lady of the Lawson family, Tessa felt that if she gave Sophie the courtesy, Sophie could be considered her aunt. But if she didn’t, Sophie was nothing to her.

As she spoke, Tessa Lawson pulled out her phone. Terrified, Sophie Hughes scrambled up and rushed to hide behind Tristan Lawson again, saying pitifully, "Tristan, you’re drunk. It was you who... brought me..."

Tears were about to well up in Sophie Hughes’s eyes.

Previously, because Sophie Hughes was a child adopted by their maternal grandparents, and the two elders doted on her, Tessa and Sophie had a relatively good relationship when they were young.

But later, even though Sophie Hughes clearly knew about their family connection, she still got entangled with Tristan Lawson, and Tessa had grown to dislike her more and more.

For the past seven years, Sophie Hughes had been living well abroad. Tristan Lawson had started a family and had a son. Everything had settled into a situation everyone had wanted to see. But then Sophie Hughes suddenly returned to the country.

The last time she went to Aridia, her grandfather had even told her that nothing would happen between Sophie Hughes and Tristan Lawson, and that she shouldn’t worry.

’They were about to sleep together! How could I possibly not worry?’

Tessa Lawson held up her phone, insistent on taking a picture of Sophie Hughes to show her grandfather. Tristan Lawson, forcing his weak and limp body to stay upright, thought about how he had indeed been the one to accost Sophie, which in turn led to her being beaten and scolded by Tessa. He said in a deep voice, "Stop. This has nothing to do with her."

’I’m the one who drank too much. I mistook her for Noelle.’

Tristan Lawson pulled Sophie Hughes behind him.

Tessa Lawson flew into a rage out of shame and anger. "You’re still protecting her!"

"Go close the window. After you close it, take me home."

’I have to go. This feeling... it’s overwhelming. I need Noelle.’

While Tessa Lawson went to close the window, Tristan Lawson fought against the returning haze in his mind. "Sorry, I’ll explain to you later."

’I’m in the prime of my life. It must be because it’s been too long since I’ve found release with Noelle Sutton. That’s why just a little alcohol led to this.’

Tessa Lawson came out of the bedroom, took Tristan Lawson’s arm, and gave Sophie Hughes a cold look.

’She’s dressed like that... and she’s here? Does she live here?’

Tessa smelled the alcohol on Tristan and saw how obviously drunk he was. She didn’t have time to waste on Sophie. ’I’ll deal with her tomorrow!’

Tessa Lawson helped Tristan Lawson into the car and drove quickly toward Westhill Villa.

Once home, Tristan Lawson quickened his pace to the bedroom and called out softly, "Noelle?"

There was no sign of Noelle Sutton in the master bedroom.

Tessa Lawson grabbed him. "You reek of alcohol. Go take a shower first."

"Where’s Noelle?"

’I told her to wait for me at home.’

"I kicked her out!"

Tristan Lawson’s expression changed instantly. "Who told you to kick her out?"

’It took so much effort to finally get her home.’

"Did you know she slapped Joshua? The boy’s face was swollen from it! And she had the nerve to say he’s her son, so she can hit him if she wants. She has absolutely no respect for the Lawson Family."

"Get out!"

Tristan Lawson’s anger flared.

"What’s that supposed to mean?"

Tristan Lawson forcibly pushed Tessa Lawson out.

’I have to find Noelle. Now. I was just so close to Sophie Hughes... I almost kissed her!’

Tristan Lawson’s thin lips tightened as he walked into the bathroom.

SPLASH! The cold water spraying over his body finally brought him some relief.

But the desire still gnawed at him, threatening to erupt at any moment.

He scrubbed himself clean, then, relying on immense willpower, changed his clothes and had the driver take him to Noelle Sutton’s apartment.

Noelle Sutton had finished packing her luggage.

A series of low, heavy knocks came from outside.

She knew it was most likely Tristan Lawson.

She didn’t want to open the door.

"Noelle, if you don’t come out, I’m breaking the door down."

Annoyed, Noelle Sutton went to the door. ’If I don’t see him, he’ll definitely just threaten me with the Yates Group again.’

The moment she opened the door, Tristan Lawson, his eyes bloodshot, forced his way in. He pinned her against the back of the door and kissed her with wild abandon.