Lisa had an opinion about her since the flight. With the alcohol in her system now, she stabbed a finger in front of Tiffany and questioned, “What Majesty? You’re Mr. West’s new girl, huh? Don’t be too full of yourself. The new will overthrow the old, and you’ll be replaced sooner or later. We’re on the same path, so no need to look down on each other. You’re young, that’s all, but he’ll dump you in less than three months. I was with him for three months too, a relatively long time, you know? What’s more, he bought me everything I wanted… Too bad, it won’t last. Good luck to you.”
Tiffany was repulsed and cussed at Jackson inwardly. Before Lisa left, she slammed the door right in front of her face and texted Jackson. “‘He bought me everything I want’, this is what Lisa said. Please, I can still feel shame when you can’t. If I’m woken up again, I’ll castrate you!”
Jackson did not reply when he saw the message, heaving a long sigh while laying on the bed. He wished that he would have known that he would meet an ex-lover here too. He blamed himself for being too unbridled in the past…
On the other side, Arianne tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. She was used to the bed she slept in; the one in the hotel room was too soft. The pillow was higher than the one at home too. She could not get used to them.
Mark had already fallen asleep but was woken up by Arianne. “What’s the matter?”
Arianne grumbled, “Can’t sleep. This is not my bed…”
Moving the pillow under her away, Mark replaced it with his arm and wrapped her in his embrace. “Is this better? Just pretend that you’re at home…”
Adjusting herself, Arianne felt better, but it was still a lot more different than being home. “I feel like this holiday is a punishment to myself. I can’t even sleep properly…”
Mumbling to her with closed eyes, Mark said, “I don’t think it’s too bad… This way, you won’t keep thinking about leaving the house to go somewhere far, since you’ll need a bed you’re familiar with or else you won’t sleep well.”
Arianne paused and diverted the topic. “That Lisa on the plane… She’s been together with Jackson, right? A small time actress too… Did you used to be like him too?”
Mark nuzzled her hair with a smile. “What are you thinking? I’m not like Jackson. I wasn’t interested in women before I was eighteen, and by then, I became too focused on taking care of a pig. I don’t have the time and effort for the girls out there.”
Taking care of a pig? Arianne was lost for a few seconds before she caught up. “You’re the pig!”
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