“Why did you stop?” Arianne asked. “Keep going.”“You push. Or, sit on the swing with Smore,” Mark replied mischievously. Arianne had a fall from a swing when she was younger and was traumatized as a result. “No, no, no, you swing with him. I’ll push. Your legs are long enough, it should be quite easy for you to swing. You don’t need help, why are you asking me to push?”He raised an eyebrow and replied, “So that you can participate as well, instead of standing there in a daze…”There was something off with his words…Arianne gave in and walked behind them. She placed her hands on his back and pushed.Aristotle cried out in delight from time to time. It seemed like Aristotle was not extra delighted when he was with Janice. It was just that her playtime with him was too quiet and restrained. After all, it was her first time being a mother, and her first time playing with a kid. She had a lot to learn....Meanwhile, at White Water Bay Villa.After dinner, Jackson washed the di
Just as he was feeling around the wall to turn on the lights, Tiffany stopped him. “No! I like having the lights off. I’m feeling a bit shy.”He knew what was on her mind. She worried he would be turned off by her stretch marks. He smiled and kissed her forehead. “Aren’t you silly? You’re usually shameless, I didn’t know you’re capable of feeling embarrassed. I’d never be turned off by you. You gained these marks because you had my child. They’re your medal of honor.”Tiffany fell for his words. He really did have a glib tongue that helped him to deliver all those smooth words.Jackson turned on the light when she was still lost in her thoughts.Tiffany quickly grabbed the covers and hid her body as soon as the lights came on. “Aw, come on! I don’t want the lights on. Give me time to adjust!”He smiled mischievously. He ignored her complaints and grabbed her hands to stop her from wiggling away…Her breath caught in her throat as she lifted her chin. Her sight became blurry.A p
Tiffany noticed that something was amiss before she finished speaking. She lifted her gaze and saw that Jackson’s expression had grown cold. His eyes flickered with panic. She couldn’t understand what was happening to him. “Wh-what’s wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?” It was like he had changed into a completely different person. His tone was as cold as ice. “With that marriage of convenience, do you really think that he’d actually develop some f*cking feelings for Melanie Lark? It’s all in your mind. I’ve told you, you are not allowed to see him. Not even by accident and especially not on purpose. Next time, avoid him!”His sudden change in demeanor frightened Tiffany. She gaped, unsure of what to say.Jackson quickly finished his shower and stormed out, leaving her alone in the bathroom. Her heart immediately felt empty. Everything was going so well until she had mentioned Alejandro, and it suddenly turned into this…Unbeknownst to her, Jackson hid himself away in the
Alejandro actually felt relaxed when he entered her room, unsure of the reason why. “Are you well?”Melanie was slightly startled. “I told you, you can drop the act. There’s no one around, so must you continue the facade? I won’t snitch on you to grandpa, so you can head back tomorrow. I’m doing quite well here.”Alejandro paid no attention to what Melanie said and summoned Jett, who brought in everything that Alejandro had bought for her. Her dressing table was soon filled with the stuff.Melanie’s heart began to soften, but she forced herself back to maintain calm as she said, “Thank you for your kind gesture, but I refuse to accept these, as I know you aren’t giving them to me willingly.”Jett did not want to be involved in their argument, so he left the room after placing the gifts.Alejandro said expressionlessly, “If you don’t want them, just throw them away. These cosmetic products aren’t worth much; even the jewelleries I gave you are only worth a few hundred thousand doll
Alejandro was well aware that it was his natural male instincts, nothing more. Melanie’s eyelids grew heavier after a moment, probably due to the deadly silent atmosphere that seemed like a lullaby and, additionally, her pregnancy, which made her tire easily. She had thought that she would not be able to sleep because of Alejandro…While she was adjusting her sleeping position in a daze to make herself comfortable, Alejandro suddenly said, “Stop moving around.”Melanie was just about to sleep but was awakened by his sudden sound. She began to feel annoyed and threw her temper at him by saying, “I’m in my own house, sleeping on my own bed. Why can’t I move around? Aren’t you being too unreasonable?” She had not noticed that she had hit his leg while she was moving around. Alejandro suddenly got on top of her, with each hand on one side. Melanie was shocked and turned to look away. “What are you doing? Get off me!”Her fist was so small and petite; not only did it not hurt him,
When Melanie was done eating, Alejandro left her house and sighed in relief the moment he got onto his car.Melanie noticed this and asked him, “Do you feel relieved now? I asked you not to come, yet you chose to ignore me. I dislike dealing with my parents as well.Alejandro remained silent. He had woken up too early and was still sleepy, so he shut his eyes and rested.Melanie was unsure of herself. Had Alejandro found out that she was secretly talking to Tiffany? He probably… didn’t know about it, did he? Otherwise, he would be bursting out in anger instead of being so calm. She figured she might as well come clean before he found out himself.After pawing for a moment, she said, “I’ve been contacting Tiffany.”Alejandro’s body froze unconsciously. “And?”So, she was right—Alejandro would only react when it was related to Tiffany; he would ignore everything else she said. Melanie was slightly disappointed but concealed it from him. “Are you not mad?”Alejandro opened his eyes
Of course, Arianne did not dare to carry Plato again since she was afraid that her son would get jealous.When Arianne asked if Tiffany had come up with a nickname for Plato, she shook her head. “No, is there a need to come up with a nickname for boys? When Smore grows up into a handsome young man, wouldn’t it be ridiculous to still call him Smore? The young ladies that fancy him are going to laugh their asses off. Nicknames are only cute when they’re little.”Arianne’s lips twitched. “I think you’re just too lazy to come up with a nickname for him, aren’t you? You’re coming up with all these reasons. Nicknames are meant to be called while they’re young; there’s no need for them anymore when they grow up.”While they were talking, Jackson suddenly called and said, “Have you actually driven over to Arianne’s with Plato by yourself? Don’t you know your own driving skills? What were you thinking? What if something had happened? You should’ve asked my mom’s driver to send you there.”T
Janice shook her head. “Forget it then. I’ll find some other opportunity. I have to give this to him personally. Thank you.”Sylvain did not continue the conversation and went off to get coffee.He returned from buying coffee and found Janice still there. It was a hot day and she was sitting in front of a flower terrace by the side of the road. A few strands of hair on her forehead were drenched in sweat, causing them to stick together. He smiled politely at her when their eyes met. “Sylvain!”“Mm?” he answered, thinking that she had changed her mind.Janice strode forward and stared at him pleadingly. “Could you please help me out? Ask Mr. Tremont to see me, just this once? Just tell him that I’m here to pay him back. I have to see him; I can go inside, or he can come out. Just give me five minutes!”Sylvain nodded. “Sure, I’ll send the message. Wait ten minutes. If nothing happens, you don’t have to wait any longer. That means he doesn’t want to see you.”Sylvain went back upst