Arianne nodded. “Okay.” Even though she did not show it, she was still feeling a little frustrated. Her life may seem peaceful, but it was too peaceful, like stagnant water, lifeless. Mark had no parents, relatives, or siblings. Jackson and Eric mean a lot to him. The trauma of losing Eric would probably be with him for a long while.
Honestly, she wasn’t happy. She was upset at him for neglecting her and the baby during his sorrow. She and Aristotle were important to him too, and they were his closest relatives, now and forever.
Once the storm had passed, the weather in the capital grew chilly. They were entering autumn.
Aristotle was beginning to learn to sit down on his own, albeit in a wobbly manner. He would lose balance from time to time and topple over, but he still loved sitting back down and playing on his own. He could now fiddle with his favorite toys too.
Arianne was now free to get away. She brought her job hunt earlier than scheduled. She did not intend on joining Mark’s company. Everyone knew her as Mrs. Tremont. However, after some consideration, Jackson’s place wasn’t too different from Mark’s. Hence, she chose neither.
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