Instead of being the stern man who had little words to say, Henry suddenly laughed out loud and was filled with emotions. Even his eyes seemed to sparkle with something that seemed like tears. “You little rascal, are you trying to curse me dead? There’s no need for you to send me off. I’m just an employee for the Tremonts, not your senior. I’ll have my own way of going off when the time comes.”
Mark pulled up Henry’s blanket and kept him warm. “You’re already my senior in my eyes. I am the man I am today because of you. Therefore, you’re even more fatherly than my real father ever was.”
Henry sighed. “Anyhow, he’s still your father, so you should leave the past behind and move on, since it already happened such a long time ago. You should head home soon. I’ll be fine here and will be able to discharge in two days. My men are doing their best to find Seaton’s whereabouts; I’ll get it resolved properly for your sake. I promise that such an incident will never occur again.”
Mark shot a glance at Arianne, but she feigned ignorance and took out an orange from the fruit basket, peeling it. “Have an orange, Henry. It should be quite sweet. We’ll be staying in the Smith Manor for the time being, as we’d rather not go back to the Tremont Estate until it’s resolved.”
Arianne knew in her heart that everyone within the Tremonts were all the same. Mark was not born with such a strategic mind naturally but had been influenced by the people and environment around him. On top of that, Henry was one of the people who had influenced Mark, having single-handedly raised him. Therefore, it was impossible for Arianne to understand and mix around with them, and she could only be a bystander who feigned ignorance.
As they returned from the hospital, Mark remained silent whilst driving, without saying what was on his mind.
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