All Chapters of A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Tomorrow, she would finally get to clear up things with ‘Mr. Sloane’ who sent the letter. Perhaps after that, she would finally be able to sit with Mark and enjoy a peaceful meal together...After dinner, Arianne strolled around the garden before she went back and laid down in her room. Since the pregnancy made her easily fatigued, Arianne turned in early for the day. The quality of her sleep was better than ever, so she didn’t even realize that Mark had come back and taken a shower. It was only when she stirred awake in the middle of the night that she realized that Mark had been sitting in front of the French window all this while.“You’re back…?” she asked in a daze.Mark didn’t respond but she didn’t care. She only wanted to take care of her personal business as quickly as possible so that she could return to her warm blanket.As she headed toward the door, his cold voice suddenly rang out. “Why did Ethan give you money?”Arianne stopped in her tracks as her mind suddenly beca

She refused to believe that Mr. Sloane was dead. How could a dead person send a letter?“Stop thinking about it for now, Ari. Let’s take this matter slowly. I’ll help you analyze it too. I passed this letter to you shortly after I received it. Given the distance from here to the capital, it wouldn’t take a long time for the letter to be received. The sender must be alive, or at least, when he sent the letter. He might have used an invalid address to send the letter because he didn’t want you to find out where he lives now. Hmm, I’m not quite sure what’s going on here, but Mr. Sloane is definitely not dead. Don’t be discouraged. Since he sent the first letter, he will send another one for sure. We’ll just have to wait! He may not want us to track him down, but he can’t just leave us hanging like that, right?” Tiffany tried her best to comfort Arianne.“Don’t worry, I’m fine, Tiffie. I’ve waited for so many years, I can continue waiting… I’m fine really…” Arianne put the photo away and

Mark paused in his footsteps but didn’t stop. “Can’t she say what’s on her mind by herself? Does she need someone else to say it for her?”Mary shut her mouth resentfully. Seeing that Mark was going out again, Brian was about to quickly get the car out of the garage when Mark’s deep voice stopped him. “I’ll be driving myself.”Brian hummed in response. Sweat had broken out in his palms. The words ‘don’t mess with me’ were written all over Mark’s face right now. Whoever dared to go up to him now was courting death itself!“Brian, take Arianne to the hospital tomorrow morning. Have a thorough physical examination performed on her and bring me the report.” After giving this order, Mark’s car quickly disappeared into the night.Hearing the sound of the car leaving Tremont Estate, Arianne got out of bed and stood in front of the window. She felt a little upset. After all, Mark had purposely bought her medicine, and she didn’t expect things to turn so sour...She pulled out her phone an

Despite everything, Helen couldn’t bear seeing the Kinsey family fall. There was no other hope for her, except Ari now……Arianne walked out of the shopping mall, carrying a variety of bags, waiting for her car in the afternoon. She couldn’t help shivering from the continuous gusts of cold air.She had primarily bought underwear because she suddenly realized that her old underwear had gotten a little too tight for her, and that she couldn’t put them on. She wouldn’t be able to put on her old underwear in the future anyway, so she took advantage of her free day and bought a few.Suddenly, a red car stopped in front of her. The window winded down to reveal Helen’s smiling face. Her mood immediately plummeted into the lowest recesses of her heart. She pulled a sullen face and turned around to leave without any hesitation.“Ari! I have something to discuss with you. Can I have a few minutes of your time?” Helen ran after her, pleading with her.“Mrs. Kinsey, if you have anything to s

Arianne stood in front of the French windows in her bedroom, looking out into the night. Her heart was in disarray. At some point, it started drizzling. When she saw the bright car lights from a distance, she tugged her lapels with her long, slender fingers, turned around, and walked downstairs.A few minutes later, Mark walked in, slightly wet. She grabbed a towel and approached him. “It’s chilly and raining. Don’t get sick, hurry and get in the shower.”Mark didn’t take the towel. He didn’t even look at her. Instead, he walked straight upstairs.She wasn’t embarrassed by this either. She sat down and hung the towel on the sofa. Shortly after, Mark arrived downstairs again, freshly showered. His jet-black hair was shimmering with crystal-like water droplets. As he walked past the sofa, he picked up the towel and dried his hair. This small action from him gave Arianne the courage to approach him.“Why did you reject the collaboration with the Kinseys?” she asked bluntly.“Beca