Semua Bab A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride: Bab 1401 - Bab 1410

Mark appeared within the Tremont Tower a few moments later. From the entrance to the forty-sixth floor, his presence was marked by widened eyes upon widened eyes, as rapt attention was nailed to him while he sauntered through his office. Had it not been for Henry, his stalwart butler, following Mark’s movement, no one would have believed him to be the genuine article.Mark was surprised upon not finding Arianne, so he asked a dumbfounded Davy, “Where is she?”Davy was so overwhelmed that his answer came out as a stammer. “M-M-Madam, uh, she r-returned home, I think? Sylvain came to her excitedly, so she probably heard of your return from him… Um, Mr. Tremont, are you alright?”“Do I look otherwise?” Mark replied flatly.As he talked, he crossed the room and sat behind the desk. He could smell a whiff of fragrance, no doubt left by Arianne. He marveled at the fact that she had begun to use a perfume; it smelled soft and sweet, just like the woman herself.Mark looked at the pile of

Arianne shyly stared into his eyes. “You’ve… lost weight. What have you been up to over the past few months?”Mark was different from her. He wasn’t shy, so he boldly stared at her, surveying her from head to toe. One look alone was not enough. “I was washed onto a nearby shore after the shipwreck. I drank too much seawater and it was too cold. I was dying, but a fisherman saved me. It was a small, poor little place. The family that took me in used primitive medication to save my life. Now that I’m mentioning it, it’s kind of funny. The people there had some strange beliefs. They even asked someone to perform a ritual. I guess it’s kind of like… witchcraft? This dragged out for a few months. I thought I was going to die from the delay. Thank goodness I managed to contact Henry. He took me to the hospital then. I was in bad shape. I don’t know if I would survive, so I didn’t dare tell you until I was sure that I could come back to you alive, then go straight to you. I was afraid that y

Arianne gnashed her teeth hatefully. “That hypocrite. I wish he was dead! Thank goodness Sonya didn’t go along with him. She handed her shares over to me.”“Mm,” Mark replied, then got down from bed and went to the bathroom. She awkwardly averted her gaze but couldn’t help stealing a few more glances.After breakfast, Mark went to the office straightaway. Arianne stood at the doorway with Aristotle, watching his car leave. It was as if they were transported back to the past, another typical morning.Of course, Seaton had heard of Mark’s return. He never expected this, not in a thousand years. His plan was completely foiled and his confidence disappeared into a puff of smoke. Mark’s return signaled the return of Tremont Enterprises at its peak. He was no match for that. He quickly sold his mansion and fled from the country, hiding himself away as far as possible. Having known Mark for so many years, they knew each other well enough.Even so, he still feared retribution from Mark. He

“We’re all adults here,” Tiffany laughed. “Why are you acting so shy? We talk about everything.”They went back to the private room after dealing with the little ones. Melanie’s daughter was bawling, and Melanie was holding the baby, trying to coax her with an apologetic look on her face.After a long, drawn-out attempt, Melanie was at her wits’ end. “Maybe I should take her home? She’s probably not used to the environment. That’s why she’s crying.”Alejandro reached out and took the baby into his arms. “It’s fine. You eat. I’ll deal with her. We rarely go out for dinner; why should you go home halfway through it?”Melanie’s heart thumped. This was Alejandro’s first time showing her consideration in front of outsiders. The first time he’s ever cared about her feelings.Thanks to Alejandro’s careful, patient coaxing, baby Melissa slowly stopped crying. It was clear that he was used to pacifying babies.Summer felt more relaxed when she saw this. Alejandro seemed like a good husban

As always, there was storm-like rapacity in Alejandro’s kiss. Melanie pushed him away in panic, yelling, “I… I’ll be going now! You, um, rest early too!”Before she could rise, Alejandro gripped her by her waist. “I want you tonight.”Melanie was hardpressed to answer him. Part of her welcomed the invitation, yet a larger part of her was repelled by it. It was a strange repulsion that was somehow sowed since giving birth to Melissa. Indeed, carnal impulses occasionally took form in her mind, but she didn’t want to realize them. Whenever a chance to indulge in sex presented itself, she would feel repulsed and wished to flee instead.If she had to pin the cause on something, Melanie would point her finger at childbirth. She had once searched the internet about her condition and found that some women experienced the same thing, but no one seemed to know why it happened.Overwhelmed, Melanie held onto the desk behind her. “Please don’t…”Alejandro looked up at her rosy cheeks and mutt