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By the time Mark was done with his meeting and had returned to his office, he was shocked to find Arianne had fallen asleep on the couch. Although the radiator was turned on in the office, it would still be cold to sleep without a blanket. He walked up to wake her up. “I’m done with my work, let’s go eat.”Arianne opened up her eyes and sat up in a daze. She felt a little dizzy, and her nose was runny. Who knew that taking a nap for such a short while would give her the cold. She really felt that she was weak and too prone to catching a cold. “What… What time is it?”Mark held out his wrist in front of her and pointed at the time on his watch. “What time is it? It’s after working hours now. Did you catch a cold?”Arianne sniffed. “I think so, but it’s not a big deal. Let’s go.”The moment they stepped out of the company, Arianne was hit by a gust of cold wind and shivered. She instinctively shrank into Mark’s embrace. “It’s so cold!”Mark grinned. He reached out and grabbed her sh

Mark’s eyes had a meaningful look to them. With that, Arianne had a vague idea of the box’s content. She felt her face grow hot. She took the box with her to the bathroom and opened it. She had guessed correctly. It was a very special set of pajamas. To be more precise, it was black silk lingerie. The more she looked at it, the hotter her face burned.Naturally, she was not bold enough to walk out in just the lingerie. She wore a bathrobe over it, feeling uncomfortable. She had stalled for time in the bathroom, wasting forty minutes in there, before she finally emerged from the bathroom. If she were not afraid of incurring Mark’s wrath, she would have stayed longer in there.The moment the bathroom door opened, she met Mark’s gaze. She saw his eyes flashed in anticipation before it vanished immediately as soon as he saw her dressed in a bathrobe.“Take off your bathrobe.”She shook her head and refused, “I don’t… I haven’t worn this kind of apparel before, and I feel uncomfortable

Tiffany munched on the desserts as she sang Arianne’s praises. “Ari, your desserts are just as tasty as ever. It’s great to be smart, you learn everything much faster. It didn’t take you long to learn how to make desserts back then.”Arianne smiled as she poured Tiffany a glass of warm juice. “Slow down. No one’s going to take it away from you. I’ll make some more for you to take home later.”Jackson watched from the side, helpless. “Don’t eat too much dessert, or you won’t be able to eat your meals later. Desserts will make you fat.”“Pregnant women are supposed to get fat,” Tiffany whispered, “I haven’t gotten that fat, and you already despise me? Ari doesn’t make desserts every day. Of course, I’m going to eat more of it.”Arianne noticed that Tiffany had developed a fondness for eating the fruit on top of the desserts. The fruits were simply for decorative purposes, and the strawberries and kiwis were mostly sour this season. However, Tiffany did not even blink. She was growing

Mark was not paying attention to what Arianne was saying. Instead, he looked at her ears and said, “Why aren’t you wearing the earrings?”Earrings? Arianne looked confused. “What earrings?”“The earrings I gave you before I went on my business trip,” he replied with a frown.Arianne was getting increasingly confused. She pulled out the necklace from underneath her collar. “You gave me this necklace.”Mark’s body stiffened. “Are… you sure?”Arianne nodded confidently. “Yes. Your gift was a necklace, not earrings.” She would love to know where those earrings had gone. Who did he give them to?Mark did not reply to her. He carefully went over every detail of his business trip over the past few days. The necklace was meant for a client. The client was a woman, a Singaporean woman. The earrings were for Arianne. He had actually made a mistake. Despite the vast difference of meaning behind the two gifts, he had made a mistake because the boxes looked so similar. It was all because he w

She did not hold back with her words, as if conveying that Arianne had no merits apart from her beautiful looks. Arianne resented her mentally but still put a smile on her face as she said to her, “It’s up to us whether we find each other suitable or not. It isn’t as shallow as judging based on appearances, but rather, whether both parties like each other, isn’t that right? So Jessica, when will we talk about the dress?”Jessica looked at her in silence before saying, “Mrs. Tremont, I will acknowledge that your designs have managed to be published in fashion magazines and you are quite experienced in the field. However, it isn’t up to my standards. Each and every one of my personal designers are even more renown than you are. We’ll put an end to this discussion here today. Until next time.”Arianne had the urge to curse at the woman, but she held herself back as she thought of Mr. Yaleman’s incessant ranting. She was afraid that she would ruin Mark’s business since Jessica was one of