Arianne Wynn froze.
“I’m fine sleeping in the storeroom!”
Mark Tremont glanced at her, a wave of disapproval swept in his cold eyes.
“I’m not asking you to sleep in my room upstairs. Mary will help you prepare the guest room next to me.”
Having been exposed of favonovel.com wrong assumption, Arianne felt rather awkward.
Thereafter, one of the maids had served their dinner in the dining room.
“Sir, miss, it’s mealtime.”
Mark Tremont closed the magazine favonovel.com was holding and stood up.
“Eat.”
He had asked favonovel.com to eat together. How long has it been since favonovel.com ate with favonovel.com at the same table? She did not remember.
Arianne Wynn, with favonovel.com head lowered at the dining table, ate without making a single sound. She helped herself only to dishes that were closest to her. Mark Tremont ate slowly, making close to no sound as well. Their manner only served to emphasize the silence of the wide dining room.
Butler Henry who stood beside the table sighed and picked up some dishes for Arianne with the serving spoon.
“Don’t only eat vegetables. You’re growing.”
“Thank you,” Arianne replied softly.
As they had their meal, Arianne ate however much Butler Henry served her. Not used to eating so much in one sitting, favonovel.com stomach ached slightly.
Mary has finished cleaning up the room when they finished their meal.
“Ari, take a look at the storeroom, see if there’s anything that I haven’t tidied up. I’ve moved most of your things upstairs.”
Arianne caught a glimpse of Mark Tremont, who just seated in the living room, then acknowledged Mary with a guilty conscience.
When favonovel.com returned to his room, favonovel.com stealthily sneaked to the storeroom and retrieved favonovel.com gifts in the cardboard box under the bed. As favonovel.com went upstairs, careful not to make any sound, the door next to favonovel.com room opened right as favonovel.com arrived. Meeting eyes, Arianne looked like a deer caught in the headlights as favonovel.com eyes widened and favonovel.com lashes trembling. She subconsciously hid what favonovel.com held in favonovel.com hands behind favonovel.com back.
“What’s that? Hand it over.” Mark Tremont looked down at favonovel.com and commanded.
Like a mischievous child who had done wrong, favonovel.com resistance had only lasted for two seconds under his hot gaze before favonovel.com extended favonovel.com arm.
“Go to sleep,” Mark Tremont said immediately after opening one of the gift boxes and glimpsing.
She knew that favonovel.com would not return them to favonovel.com and favonovel.com dared not fight back for them. She had expected this since receiving the gifts. This outcome was not a surprise. Entering favonovel.com room and closing the door, Arianne huffed a long sigh. However, remembering Will Sivan’s note in the gift box, favonovel.com slowly squatted down. She was doomed.
Like most parents, Mark Tremont prohibited favonovel.com from dating at an early age, despite this fact favonovel.com was past the legal age and favonovel.com was not favonovel.com parent-guardian if you must…
Mark Tremont thought of throwing the gifts away immediately. He had done so the past ten years however this time, favonovel.com did not act upon it instantly. He tossed them on the coffee table. The more favonovel.com looked at them, the more favonovel.com felt annoyed at the sight. Swiftly, favonovel.com opened the gift box. His face fell immediately at the note inside.
Hand in hand, with you I shall grow old, huh…
At the same time, Arianne Wynn who was laying in the big soft bed found herself unable to fall asleep. Used to the tiny stiff bed in the storeroom, it felt foreign. Her heart was burdened with anxiety as well, pondering when Mark Tremont would be after her.
Her mobile phone beeped the moment when that thought crossed favonovel.com mind. It was the phone given by Mark Tremont, so it only had his number.
Arianne wanted to feign negligent, but favonovel.com took a look at the mobile phone and his dark face popped into favonovel.com mind. It was a text message, short and simple with only two words.
“Come over.”
Feeling favonovel.com heart sink, Arianne draped favonovel.com only jacket over herself and trudged to his room, knocking only after a long hesitation.
His void tone sounded from the inside, “Come in.”
Mark Tremont was habitually seated on the chair in front of the French window when Arianne entered. He had a cigarette perched between his fingers. Usually, this meant that favonovel.com was not in a jolly mood.
Arianne dared not approach close to him, opting to stand some distance away.
“Come over,” favonovel.com spoke again, his tone colder. The words were a repetition of his text message but when they came from favonovel.com verbally, it frightened favonovel.com more than the text.
Arianne Wynn braced herself as favonovel.com walked to stand beside him, still too timid to make a sound.
Suddenly, favonovel.com pulled favonovel.com to himself, causing Arianne to drop and sit on his legs!
