Mark took a big puff of his cigarette before putting it out immediately. “It’s... it’s okay Make me tea, make it richer...” Could someone tell him why the odd taste was still lingering in his mouth? Even the cigarettes could not get rid of the taste. Hopefully, the tea would be able to wash it away.
After Arianne skipped upstairs and handed the black tea to Mark, he blew on it carelessly before drinking a big gulp. It was not a wise move. He would never forget how the combination of the tea and the odd taste in his mouth tasted like. He did not have dinner that night since he had to go to the toilet for a total of 18 times. He could not endure it and finally went to the hospital early the next morning.
Arianne who had been busy the entire afternoon slept soundly, unaware of the torture Mark went through. She only noticed that he got out of bed frequently throughout the night. When she did not see him the next morning during breakfast, she thought he had gone to the office.
However, Mary chastised her, “Sir has been hospitalized because of you. Henry and my stomachs are made of iron so we’re fine. We’ll have to test your food for poison next time. Please don’t do such harmful things to sir again!”
A question mark popped up in Arianne’s mind. “I was just wondering why he kept waking up last night... Is it that serious? Aren’t you guys fine? I’ll go check on him later.”
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