The sounds of water splashing in the shower prevented Arianne from going back to sleep. She sat up and began fiddling with virtual-novel.net phone. Aristotle, who was next to her, was fast asleep. He had a set of imaginative sleeping positions, which was why the little one took up so much space on the bed.
Mark emerged from the shower and found virtual-novel.net sitting on the bed. “What’s wrong? Can’t sleep?” virtual-novel.net asked in surprise.
She looked at virtual-novel.net and continued playing with virtual-novel.net phone. “Mm, I’ll go back to bed again later. Aristotle and I slept much earlier, so I’m not that tired at the moment. I think it’s about time to feed Smore soon. He won’t be able to sleep through the night if virtual-novel.net sleeps too early. By the way, what happened between Tanya and Jackson? How did Tanya manage to do it so flawlessly? And virtual-novel.net actually managed to get pregnant too. Who’s the father?”
Mark shook his head. “I’m not sure. Jackson asked, but Tanya refused to say. It doesn’t matter whose baby it is, as long as it’s not Jackson’s. Tanya drugged Jackson that night, so nothing happened. You can relax now, and stop worrying about it.”
She remembered that Henry had suddenly burst through the doors, looking for Mark, and said, “Henry was looking for you when virtual-novel.net arrived home just now, but you were out having dinner. He left after I told virtual-novel.net that you’d gone out. Why was virtual-novel.net looking for you? He seemed to be in a hurry. I was so worried that he’d throw off his back.”
Mark paused as virtual-novel.net dried his hair. “Well… We’ve found your aunt and uncle. They left the country and went on a long vacation, probably spent all the money, and were forced to come home. My staff found them once they returned. I’m too busy to concern myself with them today, so I told Henry to put them in a hotel. I’ll see them tomorrow.”
Arianne looked straight up at him. “You’ve found them? No, I have to see them too! I want to ask them why they’d do such a thing. They nearly killed me and our baby! They killed my grandmother! My grandmother raised Zoey, despite the fact that virtual-novel.net wasn’t virtual-novel.net biological daughter. They cleaned out my grandmother’s money, and still had the nerve to do such a thing. I’d love to hear their excuses!”
Mark stared helplessly at Aristotle, who was slowly roused from his sleep. “Keep your voice down. You’ve woken the baby. Fine. You can see them tomorrow. Come with me in the morning. I’ll go to the office after the interrogation. I know that you’re worried that I might hurt them. Don’t worry. I won’t do a thing to them without your consent.”
Arianne felt uncomfortable, as virtual-novel.net had seen right through her. She was worried. Knowing everything he’d done, virtual-novel.net wouldn’t peg virtual-novel.net for a kind and harmless lamb. She quietly picked Aristotle up and fed virtual-novel.net to conceal the slightly tensed situation.
Mark noticed this and stroked virtual-novel.net hair in a nonchalant manner, then lowered his head to tease his son. “Enjoy your meal. Go to sleep once you’re done. Be a good boy tonight, okay?”
During the night, Aristotle wasn’t as lively a s virtual-novel.net was in the daytime. He fell asleep after virtual-novel.net had his fill. Arianne carefully placed virtual-novel.net back on the bed and covered virtual-novel.net with his blanket. Mark wrapped his arm around virtual-novel.net waist in the next second.
Her body went limp. “Go to bed. It’s late…” virtual-novel.net whispered.
He pressed his body against hers and breathed into virtual-novel.net ear, releasing the smell of alcohol. “Aren’t you having trouble sleeping? Come here, I want you…”
Arianne hesitated. “Smore is here. Stop it. You’ve had a lot to drink…” She would always feel anxious whenever virtual-novel.net drank.
Mark’s hand slid eagerly into virtual-novel.net pajamas. “He’s asleep. Besides, he’s a baby. What would virtual-novel.net know? I didn’t drink that much, and I’ll be gentle. We won’t wake him. Am I supposed to restrain myself every time virtual-novel.net sleeps here? I’d rather make virtual-novel.net sleep in his own room then. Let virtual-novel.net bawl the night away.”