All Chapters of A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride: Chapter 1291 - Chapter 1300

She changed her clothes all at once to satisfy his standards, trying to avoid him forcing her into changing her clothes again. She wore office attire this time. The only problem was that it was very hot…She did not plan on going to the office today, so going out to sketch in office wear was very uncomfortable, yet she was forced to pander to his demands. The thought of this made her very upset.As she walked out, Mark asked in a seemingly casual manner, “Do you want me to drive you?”He used to just drive her to work straight away, why would he ask her this question? She really wanted to tell him that she had arms and legs and would rather walk than take his car. She didn’t need him to drive her. “No need, I’m not going to the office today. I’ll be sketching outside.”He didn’t say anything more and told Brian to drive away.She stared at the car as it drove off and stomped her feet in frustration. Was it that hard to get past this issue? In the past, no matter how bad their fi

He stopped and stared at them for a long time before speaking up. “Arianne, come here.”Arianne turned towards him. A hint of disappointment flashed across her eyes. It had been a while since he called her by her full name. He had always called her “Ari”. Feelings were so easily changeable.Aristotle was the first to pelt himself into Mark’s arms. Arianne walked towards him. “What is it?”“Has Will paid you back?” Mark asked.She lifted her hand and tucked her hair behind her ear. “Mm, I’ve asked him to transfer it to your bank account.”He pursed his lips in silence. No one could tell what was on his mind. Arianne smiled. “I’m going to check on dinner. Play with Smore for a while.”He frowned as he watched her go downstairs as if everything was completely fine. Perhaps he had been overreacting on this matter, but he couldn’t control himself. He could try and let go of the fact that Will and Arianne had once been in love, but every time they had any semblance of an interaction, h

Arianne and Mark brought Smore to the bathroom while laughing together.After they were done with the torture of showering Smore, Arianne laid on the bed on her knees and elbows to work on her sketch again. Her nightgown revealed her slender legs, and Mark gulped when he saw her. She did not know how seductive her posture was…Mark did not dare to entertain his wild imaginations since Smore was still wide awake. He patiently coaxed Smore to bed. “You’re all showered now, so be a good boy and go to sleep now.”Smore’s eyes were wide open and he was playing around with Mark’s pajama button. Mark grew impatient very soon and said, “Are you not able to sleep because of how much food you ate before?”Arianne couldn’t stifle her laughter. “Is this all the patience you have in you? I have to carry him around for half an hour before he goes to sleep while you’ve only been doing it for a few minutes. Take your time with it. I’ve noticed that my arms are getting more muscular from constantly

Normally, Mark would not be able to say anything while Tiffany was around; he did not like to mingle around with the women either. Hence, he went up to his study.Smore wanted to keep an eye on Arianne and make sure that she did not carry another child with her, so he stayed close to her and kept staring at Plato to make sure he stayed in his stroller. There is a saying that children love to mingle amongst themselves, especially with other children their age. Smore didn’t seem to want to play with Plato or get along with him, possibly because the latter was still little, so things seemed awkward between them.At first, Arianne was afraid that Smore would hit Plato, but when she realized that Smore did not have that tendency, she relaxed and said to Tiffany, “Do you have enough breast milk? I’ve noticed that you did not bring any milk powder with you.”Tiffany sighed. “How could I have enough? I just realized that you only fed Smore breast milk previously, but I can’t seem to have en

Once Tiffany had driven away, Mark turned around and asked Arianne, “What outfit has she bought for you? Why do you have to wear it at night?”Arianne was too bashful to show her face. “Nothing. Stop asking.”Mark was never one to wait for an answer from someone else’s lips. He pulled out the outfit, intending on finding out. When he had a clearer view of the outfit, he couldn’t help blushing then stuffing it back into its packaging.At night, when Aristotle had fallen asleep, Mark pulled out the outfit. “Could you put this on?”“No way!” Arianne objected bluntly. “Don’t tell me you’re into this sort of thing too!”He inched closer towards her. “It wouldn’t hurt to try…”She had ten thousand refutations in her mind but yielded after he wore her down.She clearly noticed Mark’s Adam’s apple quiver. He couldn’t keep his eyes off her.Tonight, she was destined for another bumpy ride.…Ayashe, Lark Mansion.Jett was packing up the luggage on the side while Alejandro sat in fron