Arianne pressed her lips together without saying anything. Fatigued, she gradually fell asleep.
Not hearing a reply from her, Mary sighed and tucked her in.
Almost as if he wanted to see her make a fool out of herself, Mark came home punctually each day after work and stayed in the living room longer than he usually would.
In order to avoid seeing him, Arianne mostly stayed away from the living room and only worked in the kitchen and backyard. She would only clean the living room after he went upstairs. It felt nice to stay in each other’s lane without interference.
At the same time, Tiffany was rummaging through her room in her rented home anxiously. “Mom! Did you see my bankcard?”
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