The other party turned a deaf ear to her pleas as he punitively imposed himself on her. Arianne felt like a lone boat that was threatening to capsize at any time on the raging sea.
She had no idea how long the storm lasted before everything finally calmed down. Mark got up and went into the bathroom without even looking back.
Arianne laid on the bed motionlessly like a broken puppet while listening to the sound of a running shower. Her heart felt like it was going to explode. She felt pain and sorrow...
Soon after that, Mark left Tremont Estate. She could clearly hear the sound of his car engine until it faded into the distance.
The same scene had replayed countless times in the past, and every time she was left feeling like her world had fallen apart yet again. However, the intensity this time was much worse than before.
The next day, Arianne showed up at work on time as usual. The nightmare she had from last night’s incident caused her complexion to look worse than ever.
Eric was startled when he saw her. “What did you do with Mark last night? Your dark circles nearly cover your entire face…!”
Arianne shook her head and said nothing, but Eric gave her a weird look. “Is it… about Will Sivan?”
She was puzzled. “What about Will?”
Eric laughed dismissively. “Ah, forget about it. It was just a random question. Go busy yourself with your work.”
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