Arianne Wynn froze.“I’m fine sleeping in the storeroom!”Mark Tremont glanced at her, a wave of disapproval swept in his cold eyes.“I’m not asking you to sleep in my room upstairs. Mary will help you prepare the guest room next to me.”Having been exposed of her wrong assumption, Arianne felt rather awkward.Thereafter, one of the maids had served their dinner in the dining room.“Sir, miss, it’s mealtime.”Mark Tremont closed the magazine he was holding and stood up.“Eat.”He had asked her to eat together. How long has it been since she ate with him at the same table? She did not remember.Arianne Wynn, with her head lowered at the dining table, ate without making a single sound. She helped herself only to dishes that were closest to her. Mark Tremont ate slowly, making close to no sound as well. Their manner only served to emphasize the silence of the wide dining room.Butler Henry who stood beside the table sighed and picked up some dishes for Arianne with the serving spoon. “Don

Arianne Wynn kept quiet, turning to lean against the wall of the corridor as she struggled with her stomach ache.Tiffany Lane was disgruntled but she was not one to make an unreasonable fuss when she was at fault. She stood beside Arianne and gazed afar at the dorm building currently under construction, saying, “Do you know that the dorm over there is sponsored by Mark Tremont? It’s quite extravagant. He’s really rich. In comparison, our families are basically nothing. Ari, I heard that he’s coming to visit the campus today…”There was no reply from Arianne. Her gastric was giving her hell.Then, the tutor walked out pompously. “The two of you are really something huh! I’ve penalized you yet you’re in the mood to chat? Take out your drawing boards, complete your drawing in the corridor! See if you can submit the assignment by dismissal!”With a tipped chin, Tiffany Lane marched into the classroom for her drawing board while Arianne Wynn stood paralyzed, her vision was already blurry.

It was a fleeting instant before Mark Tremont’s gaze restored to his usual aloofness. Were her eyes playing tricks on her?“Any discomfort?” His tone was void of emotion as always.Arianne Wynn shook her head. Noticing that his hand was over hers, warmth crept up her face.“I’m fine… I didn’t know that you’re coming to the campus. I’ve caused you trouble.”Caused him trouble? Mark Tremont frowned. “Don’t want to cause me trouble, but it’s okay to inconvenience others? Arianne Wynn, no need to look tragic in front of the others. Does it cost your life to ask something from me?!”Arianne Wynn bit her lips in fear. He was angry again…After a while, Mark Tremont stood up to see the drip was nearly empty and called for the nurse to remove it. He spared no glance at Arianne when he announced frigidly, “Let’s go back.”Arianne hastily flipped the blanket to pick herself up, but the bruise on the back of her hand from the perforation of the IV drip throbbed with her every action.Mark Tremont

It was only now when Arianne Wynn remembered today was the campus function event and he would be here as well… He had not returned home since he left that day. What would it be like to see him again today? For an instant, she felt a flurry of emotions.“Did he… say anything that day?”Tiffany Lane did not notice her inattentive manner.“Nope. But I complained about your brother to him. That brother of yours is a real jerk!” Arianne was speechless. Now she was no longer surprised why her singular reply that day triggered his fury, like an eruption of a volcano – no, more like the eruption of an iceberg… He must have felt horrible to be condemned like that and right in his face too.Shouting and cheering came from the downstairs abruptly. Fueled by adrenaline, Tiffany tugged Arianne and bolted down the staircase. “Mark Tremont’s here! Let’s go see him!”Arianne was rather nervous for she had not yet figured out how to confront him.“Tiff, let go… You can go ahead, I’m not going…”“Ari,

“Woken up?” The man closed his laptop and looked up at her.“Mm…” Arianne wanted to get up but even the slightest movement brought her a dull pain to her left shoulder. It was then that she recalled what happened.Mark Tremont went forward to check her wound. “Don’t move.”Arianne stayed obediently whilst the pressing urge from her lower abdomen made her incredibly awkward. She wanted to go to the washroom but there was only Mark Tremont here and her mobility was compromised… Any minor movement would cause agony to her injury.As if noticing her unease, Mark Tremont asked, “Do you want to go to the washroom?”“Yeah…” Arianne Wynn blushed.Mark Tremont said nothing as he attentively helped her up, his gentleness was unlike his usual self. Even then, Arianne was still breaking out in a cold sweat from the pain. Crimson stained the bandage around her wound.Arianne had gone to the washroom half-carried by Mark Tremont. When his hand went towards her pants, she quickly said, “I’ll do it my