Chapter 16 Too Kind To You

Mark Tremont pinched her chin. His tone was apathetic and it commanded obedience. “Go back to school only when your body has properly recovered and nourished. Stop seeking pity with how frail you look!”

Arianne Wynn lost her cool and pushed herself up. “No way…”

Not saying a word, Mark Tremont looked down at her forbiddingly.

Arianne bit her lips. Tensed, her voice quivered as well. “I’ll study hard and return all that I owe you when I make money in the future. I’m thankful that you’ve kept me around for ten years. I’ll move out as soon as possible when I’m on my internship.”

The truth was revealed. She had never believed upon depending on him her whole life. She had owed him too much, and she did not wish to remain indebted.

Mark Tremont laughed all of a sudden. His smile looked like the distant moon, unattainable and unreachable, and unwelcoming as well. “Let me spell it out for you now then. Don’t you even think about leaving in your lifetime!”

Arianne’s heart sank. For the first time, she looked at him straight in the eyes without shying away.

“Don’t I remind you of your late parents when you see me? Why are you keeping someone like me by your side? I’ll repay all that I owe you, with all that I have, I’ll give back everything with this life of mine, in my own way!”

Mark Tremont’s breathing halted for a beat as his gaze darkened a little more.

Arianne Wynn had always been well behaved for as long as he could remember, not daring to defy any of his wishes. He had overlooked the fact that she would grow up, the fact that she may change. Her strong will would one day become the fortress that defended herself against him, perhaps even the sword that pointed toward him.

They confronted each other with deep stares. After a moment lapsed, Mark Tremont’s long fingers went to pull at his tie before he took off his suit jacket and tossed it carelessly on the carpet.

“What you owe me, you won’t be able to repay in this lifetime. I’ve been too kind to you.”

Realizing what he was going to do, Arianne’s immediate reaction was to escape.

Just as she picked herself up from the bed, Mark Tremont’s large hand pressed her back onto the bed. She was then encaged by his robust build.

Enveloped in Mark Tremont’s scent, Arianne’s thoughts were scattered all over the place. She pushed her hands against his chest, pleading in a quivering voice, “Don’t…”

Unaffected, Mark Tremont locked both her arms above her head and swiftly tethered them with his tie.

Once he was reminded about how willfully she wanted to draw a line between everything, a dark cloud loomed over Mark Tremont’s expression before he ducked his head to seal her lips.

His kiss was aggressive, devouring bit after bit of Arianne’s headstrongness, and fully subduing her.

Feeling the chilling sense and goosebumps on her body, Arianne Wynn twisted and turned in a panic. Wherever Mark Tremont’s palm touched, it felt like her skin was burning. When she realized that she was unable to run away, she ceased her struggle. Her gaze turned blank as she let him do whatever he wanted.

Mark Tremont stopped his actions. He looked at Arianne when he noticed the sudden release in resistance from the person under him, as if wanting to see through her. Taking in the vacant look of her eyes, he moved away and shouted, “Get out!”

Arianne Wynn’s lifeless eyes slowly regained their focus as tightly hugged her clothes and fled the bedroom before she could evaluate his sudden change of mind.

Once the door was closed behind her, the sound of things crashing came from the inside. Trembling, Arianne returned to her room.

For the entire afternoon, there was not a sound from the room next to hers. It was past seven at night when Mark Tremont’s car left the Tremont Estate.

Although Mark Tremont did not ground her explicitly, Butler Henry told Arianne she must rest for several days at home.

No matter how reluctant Arianne was, she could only obey as she was not brave enough to challenge him at this time.

After a few days, she finally went back to school after regaining her freedom. Tiffany Lane talked nonstop with an arm hooked over hers. “You don’t know how bad you scared me that day! Are you okay now? Do you know that a lot of people were dying of envy when they saw Mark Tremont carry you to the hospital then? He’s super nice and super gentle. I finally understand why so many people are infatuated by him.”

“Honestly, he’s so handsome! If I could get it on with him, I’d be happy to, even if it would cause me to die right after! Also, our tutor was sacked due to the incident! We can see Mark Tremont again today for the campus function! I’m so excited!”