It was proven that he was wilder than her imaginations. Unfortunately, someone forgot to close the window, causing Aristotle, who was playing in the courtyard, to question Mary inquisitively.Mary blushed, unsure of how to explain it to him. “We-well… It’s not that… How could your daddy possibly be hitting your mommy? They’re probably just biting each other’s ears.”Aristotle’s little face filled with fear. “Can pewple… eat ears?”Mary was at her wits’ end. She could only cover Aristotle’s ears. “Let’s go to the kitchen. I’ll make something for you to eat.”Mark finally fell asleep when the sky grew dark. He had lost a lot of weight and the outline of his face seemed sharper and more prominent. His already long and slender fingers were now boney. Arianne’s heart ached as she stared at him. Both of them had suffered greatly during this period of time.By the time she put on her clothes and arrived downstairs, Mary had already prepared dinner. “Madam, would you like to eat?” she ask
Arianne gnashed her teeth hatefully. “That hypocrite. I wish he was dead! Thank goodness Sonya didn’t go along with him. She handed her shares over to me.”“Mm,” Mark replied, then got down from bed and went to the bathroom. She awkwardly averted her gaze but couldn’t help stealing a few more glances.After breakfast, Mark went to the office straightaway. Arianne stood at the doorway with Aristotle, watching his car leave. It was as if they were transported back to the past, another typical morning.Of course, Seaton had heard of Mark’s return. He never expected this, not in a thousand years. His plan was completely foiled and his confidence disappeared into a puff of smoke. Mark’s return signaled the return of Tremont Enterprises at its peak. He was no match for that. He quickly sold his mansion and fled from the country, hiding himself away as far as possible. Having known Mark for so many years, they knew each other well enough.Even so, he still feared retribution from Mark. He
“Guilty?” Mark laughed incredulously. “Only normal people would react this way. Are you normal?”Alejandro was enraged. “You… Forget it. I won’t argue with you. But… still, thank you.”Mark tensed a little, then soon went back to normal. “I’m hosting dinner at White Water Bay Café tonight. Having you around wouldn’t be too much. Come if you want, you may bring your family. Let me be blunt, if you dare stare at Tiffany, I will gouge your eyes out.”Alejandro’s gaze darkened momentarily. “Is Melanie not prettier than Tiffany? I don’t remember having a fondness for other people’s wives…” Who knew if he was lying to other people, or to himself. He had probably given up completely after his last meeting with Tiffany.That evening, after work, Mark went back to Tremont Estate to pick Arianne up for dinner at White Water Bay Café. They didn’t plan on bringing Aristotle at first, as having a kid along would be tiresome. However, Aristotle insisted on coming along and he couldn’t bring hims
“We’re all adults here,” Tiffany laughed. “Why are you acting so shy? We talk about everything.”They went back to the private room after dealing with the little ones. Melanie’s daughter was bawling, and Melanie was holding the baby, trying to coax her with an apologetic look on her face.After a long, drawn-out attempt, Melanie was at her wits’ end. “Maybe I should take her home? She’s probably not used to the environment. That’s why she’s crying.”Alejandro reached out and took the baby into his arms. “It’s fine. You eat. I’ll deal with her. We rarely go out for dinner; why should you go home halfway through it?”Melanie’s heart thumped. This was Alejandro’s first time showing her consideration in front of outsiders. The first time he’s ever cared about her feelings.Thanks to Alejandro’s careful, patient coaxing, baby Melissa slowly stopped crying. It was clear that he was used to pacifying babies.Summer felt more relaxed when she saw this. Alejandro seemed like a good husban
Melanie woke up in the middle of the night to the faint light coming out of Alejandro’s study.She made him a pot of tea and asked, “Not going to sleep?”Alejandro shook his head. “Couldn’t. As long as Seaton’s life doesn’t end with a horrible death, I won’t be able to rest.”“Are you mad… that Seaton tried to murder Mark?” Melanie inquired.“What? Is it even possible that I might give a sh*t about that?” Alejandro snapped. “No, of course not—it’s because he sabotaged my business and murdered so many of my people! Excluding those covered by insurance, I have to fish money out of my own pockets to comfort the families of those who died! Do you know how great Seaton’s sh*tty little plot cost me? No, you don’t because you’re just a woman who knows nothing about this. Go back to sleep.”Melanie knew he was putting on a front again, so instead of leaving, she dragged a chair, placed it next to him, and sat down.She was donning a conservative nightie consisting of long sleeves and pan
As always, there was storm-like rapacity in Alejandro’s kiss. Melanie pushed him away in panic, yelling, “I… I’ll be going now! You, um, rest early too!”Before she could rise, Alejandro gripped her by her waist. “I want you tonight.”Melanie was hardpressed to answer him. Part of her welcomed the invitation, yet a larger part of her was repelled by it. It was a strange repulsion that was somehow sowed since giving birth to Melissa. Indeed, carnal impulses occasionally took form in her mind, but she didn’t want to realize them. Whenever a chance to indulge in sex presented itself, she would feel repulsed and wished to flee instead.If she had to pin the cause on something, Melanie would point her finger at childbirth. She had once searched the internet about her condition and found that some women experienced the same thing, but no one seemed to know why it happened.Overwhelmed, Melanie held onto the desk behind her. “Please don’t…”Alejandro looked up at her rosy cheeks and mutt
As they talked, a younger woman crossed into the yard. Sallow skinned, she donned a pair of rain boots, her hair unkempt and messy after an uncaring treatment by the breeze, her hands full with a dirty bucket full of pig feed. Noticing strangers in her house, the woman became wary, and she remained standing in the yard with no signs of coming inside.The older woman walked up to the door and called, “Sarah, sweetie, come in! Mr. Smith has come to see us. Oh, look at how splendid these city men are! They wear good, look good, and are so, so rich.”Alejandro, who hated sitting on that stool, took this as a chance to leap on his feet and approached the yard. “Good day, Mrs. Orange. I’m Alejandro Smith—your husband’s boss.”The woman nodded and said nothing. She seemed to be a very reticent, taciturn woman; no one could tell if this was her nature or if there was another reason behind it.In comparison, the old woman was overly talkative. “Oh, Mr. Smith, don’t you mind her. We women in
Sarah’s face turned pale. “Stop it, Mr. Smith. As long as he still sends home money, I don’t care what game he plays out there. Ain’t this how life is? I stay at home and take care of his old ma and our kid; he goes outside, sweating his blood and tears making money. I understand if he wants to have fun sometimes, it’s fine. But now, he’s dead. We don’t mind any amount of money you give, so if there’s nothing more to say, then excuse me.”Alejandro dropped the affected cordiality in his voice. “I’m sure you already know: if I ever find his a**, I’ll make him as dead as he’s supposed to be. He’s already dead in the eyes of the law, right? So what’s wrong with killing a dead man, hmm? Not even the cops think he’s alive. Now, since I know he’s alive, I won’t stop until I find him, whether it’s with your help or not. Don’t worry though, after I’m done with your dear husband, I’ll make sure I send his severed head to you just to let you know how he’s holding up. After all, you people have
Arianne had not heard that name for so long, she had to reel back in bemusement for a few seconds before finally remembering her face.Shelly-Ann Leigh… She must have spent all those years in the mental institution, right? God knows if the woman’s hair was now grey and white all over.When someone was near death, one could stand to forgive all of the history between them—even the dark ones, even if the ledger was brimming—for good. So, Arianne replied, “I’ll go with you. No matter what happened, she’s still your mother.”Mark did not expect that answer from her at all. In his surprise, he bent down and left a kiss on her lips. “I knew I picked the right woman as my wife. I thought you wouldn’t agree to let me accompany her for the last of her days…”Arianne replied nothing. She was not so obtuse that she would try to win over a woman whose days were numbered. No matter how much of an a**hole Shelly was, Arianne was still the one who came out on top. That victory was all she needed.
Arianne sneered. “You confused, little thing. I wouldn’t be daft enough to anger the mother of the man I like if I were you, girl. I would especially not say anything as low IQ as that, too. Let me be completely frank with you: no one who bears the surname of Leigh will ever get the better of me—the last one failed. Hard. I can guarantee that you’ll leave us in the span of three days. If I lose, you can stay here forever. Wanna bet? I dare you.”She left her threat hanging at that and turned her wheelchair away, leaving the scorned young woman behind.Rage came out of Raven as waves of quakes all over her body. She was lurching close to hyperventilation, but right before it became impossible to stop, she came around and battled herself to calm down. She had a feeling that even if she fainted right there and then, no one would discover her, would they?Now that Arianne and Mark had returned, the Tremont Estate had recovered its vivacity and life. It had become merry.And Raven Leigh
Melissa was the type who always pushed things to go as festive as logically possible. She leaped to her feet and raised her cup, “Yo, everyone! Let’s toast to Cindy becoming my cousin-in-law!”The crowd answered enthusiastically with their cups in the air and a roar—except Raven, who remained seated. “I have a sickly constitution. I can’t drink. I’m sorry.”Her smile was so mechanical, her face too ashen. Something flickered in Arianne’s eyes before she replied, “Sure.”After the revelry faded, Arianne steered her wheelchair to the courtyard. The outward appearance of the Tremont Estate seemed to have frozen in time, which was why being here made her feel so… safe.Of course, that was despite Henry and Mary’s passing. In the end, time passed and things changed, characters and objects came and went, and all these missing years left lingering regrets in their wake.Arianne espied the silhouette standing alone at a distance and approached her, sighing, “Nothing beats being home.”Ra
Arianne grabbed the two beauties by the hands and smiled. “Thank you! Gosh, to me… it’s like you two have grown older in the blink of an eye! How gorgeous the two of you are! Cindy, where’s your brother? Plato hasn’t come home yet?”Mentioning the name of her dear brother made Cynthia pout. “He said he was coming home half a month ago—that’s what he said. Who knows what he’s actually doing, though? Anyway, who cares about that no-good. He’s always like this anyway. Oh, um, the weather is quite hot. We should probably get inside.”Arianne nodded and shot a brief, uneasy look at Aristotle. Not once did he look like he wanted to talk to her… Could the boy be counting his grievances in his mind? Mark and Arianne had stayed in Switzerland for so long; life must have been hard for him all alone.It took until she reached the living room to finally notice Raven. “Millie, is this your younger sister?”Melissa quickly sprung to correct her. “What? Noooo. This is Ares’ classmate or something
Aristotle’s entire being stilled.He had waited for this news for nineteen years. As time passed, the flames died little by little, the heart grew more numb, until the very thought of it was no different from a pipe dream. But today, news of it coming true reached him and plunged him into a torrent of feelings.A long while later, he finally muttered under his breath, “When… When will they be back?”Jackson closed the distance between them and gave the young man a light, comforting pat on the shoulders. “Not so soon, I bet; not when your mother has just woken up and is in need of some time to recover. She did sleep for nineteen years, you know. So maybe after she’s recuperated enough for a while…” he answered. “We’ve waited for nineteen years for this, right? What’s waiting for just a little bit more compared to that? The most important thing for you to do is to manage the company to the best of your abilities. That’s the way to not disappoint your father’s expectation.”Aristotle
Cynthia had never had a relationship before, so she did not know what love was. However, one thing was for certain. She loved the feeling of being with Aristotle and how he had protected her since they were kids. Even though Aristotle had become a little domineering and “naughty”, she was not taken aback by him. Instead, she even felt a little moved, which was amazing.It wasn’t known how they ended up in bed, with their breaths synchronized. Apart from the final step, they had done just about everything else that could be done.Just as they were about to hit the final step, Aristotle suddenly stopped and helped pull the covers over Cynthia. “Let’s sleep, good night.”Cynthia was still lost in a daze from before. She did not know why Aristotle had suddenly stopped, nor did she have the courage to ask him. She had struggled for so long before having persuaded herself to go with the flow…The next day, when Cynthia woke up, Aristotle had already long gone to his company.She took a
Cynthia heard what Aristotle said, but her hands did not stop doing what they were doing. Her head was in a complete mess. “There’s no… no need. I’ll be able to be done with these now. Go ahead and get some sleep first. By the way, where am I sleeping tonight? There are so many rooms here, I’ll ask Agnes to help me clear one up.”Aristotle walked up to her and squatted. He grabbed onto her arm with one hand while the other closed the luggage. “Just sleep with me here and stop tidying already.”Cynthia suspected that she might have misheard. She took a look at the big bed behind him in a daze and suddenly felt her palm, which was held by him, burning up. “Y… You’re kidding, aren’t you, Ares? Although we used to sleep with each other a lot when we were kids, we’re all grown ups now, so wouldn’t that be a little inappropriate?”Aristotle said with a straight face, “I wasn't joking.”Cynthia panicked a little and recalled Melissa’s words once again. ‘Would Ares, whom I’ve known for so
Melissa knew that Aristotle had kissed Cynthia, so she knew what was going on. Hence, she very naturally boasted, “Of course, they’ve been engaged to each other since they were born. Coincidentally, the both of them felt the same way about each other as they grew up, so wouldn’t this make it even better? From the way I see it, your illness isn’t going to recover for the rest of your life and the both of them are probably going to have to wait until Cindy graduates before they get married. So, you’d be better off moving back to France as early as possible. Don’t worry, you’ve saved Aristotle’s life before, so he wouldn’t be stingy with you financially.”Raven wanted to control the unhappiness she had in her heart very much, but her emotions refused to follow her will. Hence, she fiercely struggled to wring free from Melissa’s grasp. Melissa was startled for a moment. “Are you crazy?”After that, Raven regained her senses and took a deep breath. “I’m sorry… I was a little unwell just n
‘You’re not that worried?’ Melissa was so furious that she laughed. “Am I the only one who’s being worried for nothing? I thought you loved my brother, didn’t you? The man you’ve been dreaming of every day has returned from France but brought a woman with him, yet you’re actually not that worried? Let’s put aside your parents’ intentions for a moment. Do you dare to say that you don’t love him? I’m only helping you because you’re my best friend, so could you not be so relaxed, as if I’m helping you for no reason?”Cynthia shook her head and lowered her volume as she said, “He… might have confessed to me. We also… did that already. So, I think he doesn’t feel that way towards Raven. It’s purely because she saved his life once. I trust that Ares will be able to handle the situation properly.”Melissa’s eyes opened wide. “What? He’s only returned for a few days, yet the two of you have already had sex? That fast?! I never knew it, but you’ve really got it in you!”Cynthia’s face flushe