Todos los capítulos de A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride: Capítulo 841 - Capítulo 850

The baby had to be left in Mary’s care once the group reached the hotel, as Arianne and Mark were needed to walk around and greet their guests.Arianne’s recovery from pregnancy was quite stunning. Today, she wore a gorgeous white dress adorned with a few artistic splashes of black; it was body-hugging enough to display every perk and curve of her contour. Were Mary, holding her baby, not been tailing Arianne in every step, no one would have suspected that she had just recently given birth.Most of the guests were magnates and personnel from various businesses, and none were familiar to Arianne. Either way, she understood the implicative looks nestled in the eyes that followed her.Mark’s wedding with Arianne had boasted no spectacular pomp. Even though the marriage was publicized, people still could not help but wonder why the wife of the famous Mr.Tremont would have so little attention and pomp. Now that the baby was born, however, suddenly, the family threw a pompous party in the ba

Having more people occupying the Tremont Estate did not turn the spacious house more vivacious. Instead, it seemed to have sucked out all of the life in the area.Tiffany, who was firmly on Tanya’s side, did not attempt to hide her animosity toward Vicky. Throw Jackosn’s presence into the mix, and it was as though dangerous undercurrents were charging through the air.Vicky was not the least perturbed. Instead, she freely dove into the men’s group and chatted away, making herself look like the sun while the others were orbiting planets.A woman who acted as though she knew everyone, strangers and friends alike, would always draw ire from some people, but Vicky became particularly egregious when she kept ordering Mary, who was taking care of Aristotle, around like she was the mistress of the house. “Excuse me, Mary, but could you please make me a glass of juice or something? I don’t like tea.”Mary tolerated her only because she respected Eric. “My hands are tied with the baby, dear. Th

Tiffany gave an “okay” sign. “No problem. Your son’s nickname shall be ‘Smore’! It’s pretty cute.”Smore, Rice Ball. A baby and a cat. Both little ones were Arianne’s saviors. The dreamcatcher with Rice Ball’s ashes had been protecting her from all nightmares. Smore was probably just as gentle.The women wasted no time at the mall, buying whatever they liked. Soon after, the trio’s hands were full of shopping bags.Suddenly, Tiffany’s phone rang. She strained to answer it with one arm. “Hello?”“Shopping?” Alejandro’s distinctively hoarse voice answered. “Do you have eyes on me or something?” Tiffany asked in alarm.Alejandro chuckled, “Hehe… Not exactly. Jett was making some purchases for me and saw you in the shopping mall. I got word that your friend has just had her baby’s one-month old celebration, so I sent a gift in your name. You don’t mind, do you?”Tiffany was surprised. “You’re giving presents again? But I didn’t see you. Were you there?”“No, I wasn't there,” Aleja

Jackson finally moved their makeout session to the couch when her legs began to give way. Her hands finally freed, she immediately gave him a slap.He was taken aback for a second before he pinned her arms above the top of her head and sunk his hips into her, kissing her.The bloody and sweet fragrance frightened Tiffany into submission. A drunk man should not be trifled with — she was beginning to comprehend this. She shouldn’t have come to return the car!After a certain amount of time, just as she was growing woozy, Jackson growled into her ear with a voice that was both enticing and mixed with rage. “Is he better than me? Have you f*cked him? Answer me!”The only thing Tiffany felt was that the ceiling was moving. His thrusts were incomparably forceful, rendering her completely incapable of formulating complete sentences. Every time she opened her mouth, she would cry out in a voice that could make anyone blush. Her energy levels paled in comparison to his exuberance, and she s

She grabbed the bedsheets, losing control. “H-how should I know? He never discussed it with me. How would I know what goes on in his mind?”Jackson’s eyes held no desire as he stared at her blurry eyes and blushing cheeks. He knew that women never lied during times like this.He got up and flashed a smile. “At least, you’re honest.”Tiffany was both embarrassed and frustrated. “Jackson West! You’ve crossed a line! What do you think we are? You toy with me when you want to and discard me when it suits you? Am I no different from other women? Get this right — I am not your toy!”He was taken aback. He realized that he had really crossed a line. “I did not…”He did not? Tiffany refused to believe him at this moment. He clearly did. He had pursued her relentlessly and then suddenly ignored her. Now, he was coming at her again for some strange reason. She felt completely insulted!She gritted her teeth and got off the bed, picking up her clothes and rushing into the bathroom. In order