“What happened?” she asked.
He tightened his grip around his phone. “Something has happened to Eric. I’ve always known that his stomach problems would end up in a disaster… I’ve got to go.
Arianne’s mind buzzed. She immediately remembered the first time she met Eric. He had an amiable temperament. He was always smiling and very easy-going, and he still seemed so dazzling next to Mark and Jackson. Despite severing ties with his own family and building his own business, he still shone like a star and worked hard to shine on his own…
Based on the look on Mark’s face, Eric might be…
“I’m going with you! Eric isn’t just your friend but mine too,” she insisted determinedly.
This time, Mark did not object. Instead, he asked, “What if Smore cries? Who knows what time we’ll come home. It might be morning by the time we’re done.”
Arianne quickly changed her clothes, afraid that he might change his mind. “Should it matter? Eric left his family long ago. We’re his only friends. If Smore wants to cry, let him bawl the night away. It’s fine. I’ll come back early if it gets too much. Let’s go. No more delays.”
Meanwhile, Jackson, who was having supper at a roadside seafood shack with Amy and Tiffany, received the call as well. His expression was just like Mark’s, but he couldn’t rush home right now. It would be a few hours’ drive, so he had to leave it all to Mark.
Tiffany noticed that something was amiss when he ended the call. “What’s wrong?” she asked.
Jackson took a deep breath. “Something has happened to Eric. You ladies should feel happy—I’m going home tonight. No one’s going to watch you now. Enjoy your food, I have to go.”
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