Jackson was so close to letting loose a flurry of his worst swears. Arianne was fast approaching, for Christ’s sake! What would happen if she took in the full glory of this debacle?!
Janice feigned struggling to free herself, but it only looked more like she was courting more of it. “Oh, Mr. Tremont! You’re drunk, aren’t you? Have you gotten into another tiff with your wife again?”
Just mentioning Arianne turned Mark’s frustration up to eleven. “Urgh, can we not mention her? What, you think I don’t know how far you’ve gone to get near me? Oh, so you’re doing all this just because you wanna ‘repay’ me? Gimme a break. Just because I don’t wanna be a lady’s man doesn’t mean I don’t know what you women are like. I mean, if I’m being honest, you’re not exactly the bottom choice, either. I mean, your presence would piss her off, but other than that, you’re... alright...”
Of course, Janice was well aware that Mark had zero genuine feelings for her, the drunken man saw her as a prop to get back at his wife and nothing more. The reasoning behind his sudden closeness was frustrating, and yet, Janice relished in her newfound power to infuriate Arianne!
Jackson, however, could no longer keep to himself and watch. Swiftly, he grabbed hold of Janice’s arm and yanked, bellowing, “Mark Tremont, you better wake the f**k up right now! Arianne is coming to you as we speak, stop doing sh*ts that you’ll regret, goddamned it!”
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