Chapter 737 Mark’s Blessed Anxiety, Jackson’s Cursed Torpor

A short while after Easter, Mark decided to travel overseas. It was a somewhat surprising departure from his typical habit; every overseas business was always handed down to his inferiors if he could help it. This time, however, he was left no choice, so he expected to be separated from his wife for about half a month.

The day of his flight began with him reciting a long, drawn-out list of instructions to Mary and Henry, encompassing diverse domains including Arianne’s daily life schedule and dietary plans to her sleeping and workout hours. One would begin to wonder if an apocalyptic event was going to befall him after he left, especially after one looked at the palpable trepidation all over his face. Had Henry not reminded him that the plane was going to take off soon, the man’s incessant nagging might never stop.

Arianne sent him off by the gate, where the poor man could not stroll toward the car without looking back every three steps or so.

“Okay, there’s enough; just stay there. Ye