Arianne’s view completely differed from his. “I thought men preferred thoughtful women, especially men like you. If you like showy displays and whiny affectionate women, isn’t Aery Kinsey the poster child?”
Mark’s expression sank once she mentioned the past. Arianne was unperturbed. “Am I wrong?”
“Okay, stop talking. Time to order.” Mark took a deep breath, feeling extremely dejected. She was still capable of choking him to death with just a few words.
***
Tiffany buried herself under the covers when they arrived home that night, completely ignoring dinner. She soon fell fast asleep. Jackson swallowed his advice for her to finish her dinner first before going to sleep when he saw her in that manner. Of course, he couldn’t ask her about the name card now.
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