Arianne Wynn had pins and needles at once. Was he no longer on a business trip? Why was he suddenly back?
Fear emerged from within. In hindsight, luckily she did not go ice-skating with Tiffany. She was only unfortunate that her bicycle chain popped off.
Heading to the bathroom, Arianne felt uneasy when she showered, knowing that he would surely look for her. She caught a lean shadow on the couch from the corner of her eyes when she came out of the bathroom and passed by the living room.
He was wearing light grey loungewear, looking more casual than in his usual full suit attire, as it made him look less icy. Except his eyes were still distant when he looked up at Arianne.
“Come over here.”
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