Chapter 147: He Saw Her Sleeping Like an Angel

Like an angel sleeping on the sofa, Tristan could see how beautiful she was. 

Tristan gazed at her serene face for a moment more, admiring her beauty. As he saw her features, he felt an overwhelming sense of pain. He now feels related to a quote he had read before, "Regret always comes later."

He truly regrets what happened in the past.

They would still be madly in love if he had fallen in love with her sooner.

Sigh!

'You are the stupidest man ever graced this world, Tristan Sinclair. How could you ignore this woman in the past?'

Once again, Tristan scolded himself for his stupid mistake that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

After he silently took a deep breath. Tristan leaned closer to carry her.

However, he stopped the moment his hand was about to touch her. He worried about carrying her now, afraid she would wake up and misunderstand why he was holding her in his arms and being so close to her.