After some time, Arianne could not withstand it anymore. “Go back. You must be busy too. You look like you haven’t slept well. I don’t need anyone here. Mary’s coming in a while anyway.”
Mark ignored her and took out his phone to occupy himself.
She had unintentionally browsed Mark’s phone. There was no form of entertainment in there; everything was work related. Any document in there was packed with words. It hurt her head.
After a while, Mary finally came. Arianne breathed a sigh of relief and asked her to come closer to tell her softly, “I need to use the bathroom…”
Mary almost choked herself on laughter. “Isn’t sir here for if you need to use the bathroom? You’re husband and wife. What are you afraid of? Did you hold it in, just waiting for me to get here? Why would you do such a thing!”
Arianne became flustered and did not dare to look at Mark’s expression. She had whispered it so quietly, but why did Mary not understand her intention and shouted it instead?
Perhaps to avoid the awkwardness, Mark said, “I’m going on a business trip tomorrow. Take care of her here tonight, Mary. I’ll be leaving now.”
As the door of the ward was closed, Arianne breathed a sigh of relief and could not help grumbling, “Mary, can’t you be softer when you speak?”
Mary was puzzled by her request. “Why should I speak softer? There’s no outsider. I’m older but why does it seem like my thinking is a tad more liberal than yours? You’re so young, yet you’re so conservative? You and sir have been sharing a bed. Are you still embarrassed about using the toilet? I’m really impressed.”
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