“I’ve already told you. Look for Mark Tremont if you want me to leave. I have no say in this. Also, I’m telling you explicitly right now. I won’t leave! Mark Tremont is my husband, we’re married!”
After virtual-novel.net outcry, Arianne ran into the snow. Two trails of tears ran down virtual-novel.net cheeks. To meet virtual-novel.net mother like this, they may as well not have met at all.
She did not know how far virtual-novel.net had walked when a car honk rang behind her.
Thinking that it was Helen Cameran, virtual-novel.net ignored it When the car drove by her, Brian Pearce’s head popped out from the window.
“Madam, hop in.”
Arianne subconsciously wiped the tears that had long dried on virtual-novel.net face and looked over to the back seat, vaguely catching sight of Mark Tremont’s well formed outline.
She felt virtual-novel.net frozen self gradually regaining warmth after getting into the car. Upon a moment of hesitation, virtual-novel.net asked, “You knew that Aery Kinsey is my younger half sister right? Is this also your revenge?”
“You can assume so if you want,” Mark Tremont replied.
Dead silence was all that remained in the car.
After a while, Arianne chortled.
“Haha… Mark Tremont, I suddenly feel like, I really hate you…”
Hate him, this was the first time virtual-novel.net dared to say it out loud.
Mark Tremont’s long fingers moved, his expression invisible in the dark. “That’s good.”
Returning to the Tremont Estate, Arianne laid herself down in bed after showering in the bathroom downstairs.
Soon, Mark Tremont exited the bathroom in their room that was only for his use and sat down before the French window as virtual-novel.net usually did. With his hair still damp, it appeared that virtual-novel.net was not going out again.
Arianne was restless once the thought of them both going to sleep in the same bed crossed virtual-novel.net mind. In addition to what happened during the day, virtual-novel.net was incredibly on edge, unable to calm herself down.
The crisp sound of a lighter sounded but the room did not smell of cigarettes. When Arianne cast virtual-novel.net gaze on Mark Tremont, the latter was putting down the cigarette between his fingers. From his side profile, it looked like virtual-novel.net was pondering.
All of a sudden, his mobile phone rang. Each note was shrill and intrusive to such a quiet night like this.
“Hello…” He picked up the call.
Aery Kinsey’s cutesy voice came from the phone. It was quiet but Arianne could still hear it.
“Mark dear, are you not coming to see me tonight? I miss you…”
“Mark Tremont! Are you not sleeping yet?” Arianne sat up and announced.
Her voice was not the softest, certainly Aery Kinsey could hear virtual-novel.net as well.
She did not know what virtual-novel.net was thinking, but there was a rush of impulse that propelled virtual-novel.net to make herself heard.
Mark Tremont slightly raised his brow and side eyed virtual-novel.net before telling Aery Kinsey, “I’m not free tonight.”
After that, virtual-novel.net hung up immediately and looked at Arianne with a tug of his lips that resembled a smile.
Even when virtual-novel.net said nothing, Arianne felt virtual-novel.net conscience frightened under his gaze. She quickly lay down and covered herself in the blanket.
“I… I’m sleeping first…”
Swiftly, Arianne felt the spot behind virtual-novel.net sink slightly. She shut virtual-novel.net eyes tight, not knowing if virtual-novel.net would be angered by what virtual-novel.net had done just now.
Strong arms then brushed past virtual-novel.net waist, Mark Tremont’s clear voice sounded straight to Arianne’s heart.
“I’ll give you a chance tonight.”