Arianne and Tiffany were in much better spirits after they left the shopping mall. As planned, the pair went for a meal at White Water Bay Café. Then, they went to the beauty salon. Arianne was indeed irritated by the sight of Janice standing next to Mark. Even though they shared a bed every night and seemed to get along, who knows if Mark would promptly have an affair when she turned into a wrinkly old woman one day.
She didn’t think that her life had turned into a complete mess after her marriage, but her confidence was shaken at that moment. At her age, she should be pursuing a career, yet she got married and gave birth at a young age. She couldn’t give up on herself and stay in the glass house that Mark had built for her, and allow herself to become a degenerate. She didn’t need that kind of life.
Back at the office, Aristotle had already learned to flip over, and he was full of energy too. Mark didn’t dare leave him alone on the couch during work, so he had no choice but to hold him. Unfortunately, the little one refused to behave. He kept fiddling with his computer or his pen. He wouldn’t even leave his contracts alone. He was getting exasperated by his antics when Janice opened the door and asked, “Mr. Tremont, do you need help?”
“No need, go back to work,” Mark refused, remembering Arianne’s glare in the shopping mall.
Janice could see the exhaustion in his eyes, so she stepped forward and said, “It’s fine, I can take care of him for a while. Children are curious about everything around them at this age. They’ll put anything in their mouths. It’ll disturb your work. Let me take Smore. I’ll leave when you’re more settled.”
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