The door pushed open the next second, and as expected, Mark appeared.
Arianne hung her head somewhat guiltily. Her cheeks were flushed from her nervousness, and her heart was beating wildly. Fortunately, Rice Ball didn’t move.
Mark seemed to be in a particularly good mood. Although no one else was around, he was still smiling and even asked her, “Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?”
Arianne was so nervous right now, she couldn’t be bothered about the unpleasant things between them. “No, I’m feeling quite good. I think I’m well enough to go back to work tomorrow,” she replied smoothly.
Mark became displeased. “Stop joking. You should rest at least a month at home. Don’t go pissing me off in the future. It’s not beneficial to you. Can’t you just… learn how to please me like other women?”
Arianne lifted her gaze to meet his. “Like who? Aery Kinsey?”
His breathing stagnated, and his face sank. He changed his clothes and ignored her. Arianne always managed to annoy him, anytime and anywhere.
Just when Mark had changed into comfortable pajamas and was about to go to bed, Arianne suddenly tightened her grip on the blanket and stopped him. “Um… C-Can you… go downstairs and fetch something for me?”
Although Mark wasn’t too happy about it, he still agreed. “What do you need?” he asked faintly.
“I… I wanna eat bananas! Can you get one for me?” Arianne wasn’t craving any bananas, but she had to get Rice Ball out of here. Mark usually never rested this early. He had retired to the bedroom this early due to the exhaustion from a business trip. Arianne failed to think of this.
Mark gave her a weird look then turned around and went out.
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