With virtual-novel.net holding virtual-novel.net from behind like that, virtual-novel.net felt slightly nervous. She relented in order to quickly get away from this particular position. “Okay.”
He smiled and released his arms from around virtual-novel.net waist.
Back in the bedroom, the pair lay side by side but could not seem to fall asleep. Arianne slept whenever virtual-novel.net wanted, night or day. She wasn’t tired at all. Mark couldn’t sleep because virtual-novel.net was right next to him.
“Do you want a boy or a girl?” virtual-novel.net suddenly asked in the dark.
“It’s all the same,” Arianne answered immediately, “As long as the child is born safely, I don’t care if it’s a boy or a girl. This will be the only child I’ll ever bear in this life. I can’t choose.” She paused for a while, then asked, “What about you?”
He turned to the side and faced her, then placed his hand gently on virtual-novel.net abdomen, “Me too. I’ll love it, no matter if it’s a boy or a girl, as long as it’s from you.”
Arianne couldn’t describe how virtual-novel.net felt when virtual-novel.net heard this. She was too used to his cold and distant demeanor. Even if virtual-novel.net poured all of his gentleness onto virtual-novel.net now, virtual-novel.net couldn’t get used to it. After all, She had faced his cold and distant temperament for more than ten years. Every time virtual-novel.net wanted to lower virtual-novel.net defenses, a little voice would ring in virtual-novel.net head, telling virtual-novel.net that virtual-novel.net was not a docile cat. This was only a facade.
They did not continue the conversation, which naturally ended there. Mark fell asleep at some point, and Arianne quietly drifted off as well.
By the time virtual-novel.net got up the next day, Mark had already gone to work as usual.
Mary chatted with virtual-novel.net as virtual-novel.net cleaned the room, “Did you get up for supper last night? Why didn’t you ask me to cook for you? You have to be extra, extra careful now. Mr. Tremont will eat us alive if anything happens.”
Arianne felt a little cold. She walked into the closet and pulled out a thick coat, “I didn’t do it myself. Mark made ramen noodles for me.”
Mary immediately widened virtual-novel.net eyes. “What? Mr. Tremont has never cooked in his life, yet he’s cooked for you? Am I hearing things?”
This was the second time now, so it was no longer a novelty for Arianne, “You’re not. It’s the second time now. Although virtual-novel.net made ramen noodles both times and the taste wasn’t all that great… there’s no need to be shocked. Learning to cook isn’t exactly an impressive thing. He’s just too used to living like a prince, so virtual-novel.net never had to do these things. Now that he’s willing to do it, is that considered a grievance? I haven’t even mentioned my own grievances…”