Arianne’s phone received a flurry of messages ever since Tiffany walked out. Just as the pair plunged into a heated discussion over text, Mark suddenly said, “Focus on your food.”
Arianne swiftly sent Tiffany a “Shhh” emoji, then put her phone away. She picked up her cutlery and obediently focused on her meal. Her movements were so smooth that there wasn’t a single flaw, very similar to how she reacted whenever he scolded her during meals or whenever she was playing with toys.
He was slightly entranced by the sight of her reaction...
The memories of his past with her seemed to be solely filled with hatred...
Arianne noticed Mark’s gaze and grew wary. “What is it ...?”
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