“Mary, I’m heading to the office,” Arianne said and left. She was going to go crazy if she stayed at home any longer.
When Mary heard that she was going to the office, her first thought was that Arianne was going to Eric’s company. “It’s so hot and all you think about is going out to earn money? Is sir being stingy with you? No way!”
Arianne said helplessly, “I’m going to find Mark Tremont, your master! Not to work. Besides, I don’t plan to go back to Eric’s company anymore.” She had thought about doing something else. She felt bored after working in the design industry for so long.
Upon hearing this, Mary finally relented. “Sure, have Henry send you. The weather is too hot.”
…
Henry sent Arianne to Tremont Tower, and she arrived at the forty-sixth floor without any hiccup. Ellie knew that she did not like following Mark’s rules of changing out of her shoes so she did not offer Arianne the disposable slippers and only greeted her, “Madam.”
Arianne nodded in reply, opening the door after knocking on it. The moment she felt the cool air from the air-conditioner, she was bubbling with delight. “Don’t mind me. I’m here for the AC.”
Mark took the remote control and increased the temperature. “Mary called me and asked me to increase the temperature of the AC. Isn’t it too much work to come so far just for the AC?”
Arianne deflated at once. “Don’t do this to me! I brought my jacket. I can’t stand the heat…”
Mark glanced at her and said, “Put on your jacket, and I’ll lower the temperature.”
She obediently put on her jacket before she fished a book out from her bag. She had prepared it in advance to kill time.
Mark who was used to solitude could not focus on his work now that there was an additional person in his office. He gave up on working. “Coming here just for the AC, you’re no longer afraid of me?”
Arianne answered honestly, “I am, but I’m more scared of the heat. Mary is too strict with me when you aren’t home. I hope she keeps her words and won’t torture me as much after one month is up.”
Mark did not reply. After a month meant it would be a month since her miscarriage. When the babies were mentioned, both of them would inevitably feel upset.
As if realizing something, Arianne focused on her book without making any more sound.
Due to the scorching weather, they did not go out for lunch, opting for takeout instead. After the meal, Arianne asked Mark, “You’ve been donating to the city’s orphanage, right? Let’s take some time to visit those children?”
“And adopt one?” Mark arched his brow.
“No. I just want to have a look.” Arianne shook her head.
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