Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1018

Arianne stretched her hand out and pressed the password of the door. “Sure.” Then, the iron door opened gradually. Janice thanked her and entered the house in a hurry. It was the first time Janice came here, but it seemed like she was quite familiar with the place. If it weren't for the fact that Arianne always stayed at home, she would certainly doubt whether it was Janice’s first time coming here…

Arianne then entered the house nonchalantly. Janice had gone upstairs, but Arianne did not go and keep an eye on them. She just waited quietly in the living room. After around five minutes, Janice came downstairs. “Mrs. Tremont, I’ll leave now.”

Arianne smiled faintly. “You’re working overtime, so I won’t ask you to stay here for awhile. But why don’t you ask Davy something for me? Is he that free with his work? How could he ask an intern like you to deliver some important document here? Isn’t he bullying the new employee?”

Janice’s facial expression became slightly stunned. She could more or less hear the underlying meaning in what Arianne said. “It’s fine… There’s no gain without labor. I don’t feel tired, and I don’t think that I’m being bullied.”

That reply was rather remarkable and slick without any flaws. Arianne noticed it then. Although Janice had just started working, she was not some beautiful but ignorant and stupid girl.

After she left, Arianne looked at the rain through the window for a long time. Then she held Smore and went upstairs with him. When they entered the study, she smelled a faint scent of cigarette. Although it was quite faint, it was easily discernible for someone who did not smoke.

She walked to the window and opened the tightly closed drapes. She then opened the window slightly. “How long are you going to be sullen and lock yourself up here? I know that everyone is extremely sad about Eric’s death… Forget it. Let’s not talk about that. Don’t smoke so much. It’s not easy for you to quit smoking. It’s not good for your body.”

Mark leaned against the chair and took a breath. “I just had a few cigarettes… Just take Smore out. The air here is not good. I’ll return to the bedroom and sleep. I’m sleepy, so I’m not eating dinner. You can eat by yourself.”

Suddenly, Arianne felt quite helpless. She did not know where it came from. She yearned to share the trivial things with him. She felt like chatting with him about the fact that Tiffany and Jackson were going to marry each other soon. But facing his gloominess and sulkiness, she felt that everything was unnecessary. No, she felt like even a word or a sentence was unnecessary.