Mary paused, then suggested, “You can call him and ask if he will come back for dinner or something. Husband and wife should communicate more, you can’t go on living your own lives like this. I know both of you got married in the first place for a reason… To be honest, based on sir’s personality, the fact that he can forget about the past and still marry you means that he really loves you. You can’t act so indifferent toward him. You know how he is, so why can’t you just listen to him? As long as two people can live together in harmony, does it matter who is the one that lowers their head?”
Arianne felt as though she had just heard the most absurd advice. “Are you kidding me, Mary? He loves me? I was only eight when I entered the Tremont family, and he was already eighteen. He probably already had girlfriends back then. I was still a child. How could he have possibly fallen in love with me? We only got married due to the incident from three years ago… It isn’t even an exaggeration to say that it was a public relations move. It has nothing to do with feelings. He probably didn’t want to divorce me because he either didn’t want to be publicly criticized or… he just wants to torment me. Just how much does he hate me to be willing to spend his entire life seeking revenge against me? Why would he even love me?”
Since they were on this topic, Mary went all out and opened up to her. “Is that how you’ve been feeling all this while? If sir’s really spending his whole life seeking revenge against you, then is he tormenting you or himself? If he purely hates you, he wouldn’t even want to look at you. Do you think he can even bring himself to... do something with you?”
Mary was more subtle in her choice of words, but Arianne understood what she was referring to. Mark had been intimate with her years ago. She couldn’t deny the fact that she had always been confused by it.
However, she quickly dismissed that possibility as ridiculous when she recalled the hatred and disgust in Mark’s eyes whenever he looked at her. “Stop, Mary. I know how he feels. If a person really loves you, there’s no way you won’t feel it. But all I can feel from Mark is his hatred toward me.”
Mary sighed and said nothing else.
Perhaps she was too exhausted during the day, for Arianne retired to bed earlier than usual tonight. Her sleep was intruded by chaotic dreams. There was so much going on that by the time she woke up, she couldn’t recall anything about them. All she felt was the sweat on her that caused her body to feel sticky.
The sun had risen to the sky. She went into the bathroom and took a bath. Since it was an enclosed space, it was normal to experience difficulty breathing after spending a long time in there. However this time, her reaction was more intense than before, to the point she even felt dizzy.
The moment she opened the bathroom door and came out, she gasped for a few deep breaths before she finally managed to recover. A sudden throbbing pain in her lower abdomen startled her.
She was instantly reminded that her period had been late for almost twenty days… Not only that, her sleep was also very seriously affected lately.
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