Arianne was afraid that Tiffany might accidentally spill the beans, so she quickly interjected. “I’m fine. I won't stop worrying if I don’t help you either.”
Will smiled. “Wait for the. I have to go to the toilet.”
Tiffany grabbed Arianne’s hand after Will left. “Your hands are so cold. The doctor told you yesterday to be on bedrest for a week, yet you’re still running around. Will can help me out. Why don’t you go home?”
Since Arianne was already here anyway, of course, she wasn’t going to leave now. “Alright already. Don’t spout nonsense in front of Will. I’m fine.”
On the other end, Will had arrived at the door to the toilet when he paused in his footsteps. His gaze met with a pair of cold eyes. After a brief silence, he spoke up, "Don’t tell me that you followed Ari all the way here?”
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