They stayed on until it was nearly 10PM. Mark finally finished his conversation with Jackson by then. It was clear that this was more than a simple dinner party, Jackson had something to discuss with Mark.
Aristotle fell asleep in the car on the way home. “Did Jackson have something to discuss with you?” Arianne asked.
“Just work things,” Mark answered. “We lost track of time and talked late into the night. Take a nap if you’re tired. We’ll be home soon.”
Arianne turned to the side and looked out the window. “I’m not tired, I was just asking. I thought that it was something important.”
Mark paused in momentary silence, then asked, “Am I really a sharp, unkind, and haughty old man to you?”
Arianne nearly choked on virtual-novel.net own saliva. She was too guilty to look at him. How did virtual-novel.net find out? How did virtual-novel.net find out about virtual-novel.net private conversation with Robin? Was virtual-novel.net just well-informed or had virtual-novel.net installed a hearing device on her? Had virtual-novel.net resorted to that?
He laughed. “Don’t need to be so nervous, I just want to know what you really think. Tell me the truth.”
Arianne pursed virtual-novel.net lips. “No… I just said it in the heat of the moment. How did you find out about what I said? I’ve only said this to Robin. Did virtual-novel.net tell you?”
He raised a brow and replied, “She was whispering it under virtual-novel.net breath, and I happened to overhear it. I am curious, what do you really think of me? How many strange adjectives can you use to describe me?”
Arianne smiled awkwardly, “No, there really aren’t any more.”
Mark suddenly turned serious. “Do you love me?”
Arianne was taken aback “Why are you suddenly asking me this question? We’re an old married couple now, why ask such a question? It’s too embarrassing for me to even discuss it.”
He reached out and held virtual-novel.net hand while manning the steering wheel with the other. “I want to know because I’ve never caught you showing your love for me. I’m feeling insecure.”
Insecure? How could that word possibly have come from his lips? She instinctively squeezed his hand. “From the moment I set foot into the Tremont household, I’ve never been able to escape. Why should you feel insecure? Even if I don’t love you, you’re not going to let me go. We’re the same. We didn’t grow up in a happy family, so I want to give Smore the best childhood and life. If I didn’t love you, I wouldn’t have given birth to Smore just because it was my final chance to be a mother and also followed you back to the Tremont Estate, pregnant.”
Mark was relieved. “That’s right, I won’t let you go. Don’t even think of leaving me, ever. I’ve never had a serious relationship, so I’ve never put in serious effort for any other woman. Maybe I’m not good enough. If you’re not happy, just let me know. I’ll change. I’ll become your most ideal man. I’ll leave you to teach me for the rest of my life.”