Tiffany panicked. “You said not to mention break up. I didn’t say the words break up…”Not wanting to engage in wordplay with her, Jackson pinned her down again.Tiffany inhaled deeply as she grabbed the pillow. “I won’t mention it anymore… You...” Her voice trembled, and she could no longer make full sentences. The pillow she held in her hands was clenched on until it went out of shape as well.Suddenly, her phone started ringing, startling her. “My mom’s calling!”“Pick it up. Tell her you’re with me. She’ll understand what it means.”Tiffany knew she had provoked him this time so she pleaded, “Fine, I admit I was wrong!”Jackson looked slightly placated and allowed her to answer the call.“Mom… I’m out.”Lillian complained, “Are you not coming home? It’s so late. Which friend are you meeting? Don’t you only have Arianne? She’s not even in the capital… Come home now, it’s not safe being out so late at night!”Before Tiffany could reply, Jackson spoke up, “Mrs. Lane, Tiffie’s with me.
Seeing as there were not many customers at the moment, Naya shut the kitchen door. She lowered her voice and said, “It’s alright. You can talk to me. My lips are sealed. I won’t tell anyone else. You’ll feel better after talking to someone about it.”With Tiffany gone, Naya was the only caring companion she had. “Naya… Mark came over to my place last night, he was hurt. I couldn’t ignore him, but because of that, both of us are connected again… Apart from receiving divorce papers, I didn’t think I’d have to deal with him again.”Since Naya was not aware of what had transpired between them, she could not jump to any conclusion. “You did the right thing. You wouldn’t even turn your back on a stranger, let alone your own husband. I may not know what happened between both of you, and I don’t know how he got hurt either, but the fact that he came to you when he’s most vulnerable shows that he trusts you the most. You definitely have a place in his heart. There’s nothing wrong with followi
Naya smiled. “That’s right. Lulu is a really obedient girl. She’s a good girl. She’s my one and only hope. Lately, I've been coming home late from work. When I get home, I try to avoid cleaning up my mother-in-law’s mess. I wash my husband and my clothes in the washing machine and Lulu’s clothes by hand. I’m exhausted. I can’t be bothered with them. They have hands and feet. I’ve stopped acting like their servant. They’ve been grumbling at me lately, but I don’t care. They used to complain about me not having an income, now I can take care of myself since expenses aren’t that high here. I’d love to see what else they can say once I stop relying on their son.”Arianne agreed with Naya’s words. “You should have done that a long time ago. Just ignore them if they’re not happy, and tell them to talk to their son. It’s not like you’re their biological daughter, and they’ve never treated you like their own anyway. Why should you deal with the trouble anyway? By the way, I don’t think it’s h
She suppressed her bashfulness after Mark finished wiping himself down. She helped him change his bandages before she washed up, cleaned the house, and washed the clothes. His suit was very expensive. It was so expensive that she would not be able to compensate him if it had gotten ruined in the washing machine. For this reason, she had to hand wash everything. When she was finally washing his underwear, she felt as though her hands were burning even though she had only been scrubbing a few times...Mark sat on the bed and listened to the commotion outside. He wondered if the next part of his plan would work. He felt that Jackson’s methods did not suit him at all. It did not fit his personality, and he felt like he would blow up at Arianne at any moment.The more he stared at his pajamas, the more depressed he felt. She was doing this on purpose, right? She knew his preferred style, and yet, she bought him pajamas with little yellow chicks… He would have ripped these clothes off and
“Is that all I am to you? A heartbreak?” His voice held a hint of bitterness.She did not answer him. She did not want to think about it. Regardless if their past was sweet or bitter, it was all torture to her now. The conflict between them did not seem to have faded with time. They still could not sit down and speak about it calmly.Mark’s expression was a blur in the dark. After a long silence, he rose to his feet and picked his laptop up before leaving the condominium.Arianne flinched slightly when the door closed. For a fleeting moment, she was overcome with the urge to ask him to stay. However, she knew he would be fine since he dared to walk out the door. There was no need to worry about him....Mark hailed a cab immediately after walking out of the condominium and made his way to a nearby hotel. He had fired that chauffeur and brought Brian over. He could only trust Brian to drive him around and did not want to see that idiot who had nearly turned him into a hornet’s nest
Arianne happened to be at the cash counter at this moment. “How may I assist you, ma’am?”The woman tucked a lock of her curly hair behind her ear and asked in a secretive manner, “Does Naya Palmer work here?”When Arianne heard she was here to see Naya, she promptly replied, “Naya took the day off. She’s not here. You won’t find her here today.”The woman smiled. “I know she took the day off, she’s my daughter-in-law. My granddaughter had a fever last night. I’m just here to confirm if she works here. How much is her monthly salary?”Arianne’s impression of the lady plummeted once she heard that she was Naya’s mother-in-law. She examined the woman in front of her intently. She came off as the kind of woman who was not to be trifled with. She sported the popular ‘teddy bear curls’ and dyed it light brown. She even had semi-permanent eyebrow embroidery done. She wore high heels that were around four centimeters high, and the bag she carried was exquisite. With just a glance, one cou
Arianne’s phone, set on the coffee table, suddenly rang.She dashed to answer it and found Tiffany on the other side. “Yellow, Ari! How’s it been lately? Gotten used to living without me around yet?”Arianne feigned dolefulness. “No, I’m not used to it, and I’m still scared to tears living alone! Do you know I never walk if I could instead run to the café or back home every night? Oh, but when I think about it, there isn’t anything specific to be concerned about; I’m just a scaredy-cat. Say, how’re things on your end lately? Everything’s going well with Jackson, I presume?”It was one of those days when Tiffany could not spend the night with Jackson; this time, it was because someone had come to visit her. “Oh, it’s okay, I guess? …Alright, I’ll be honest with you — I’m like, a little bit insecure, okay? I read a lot of articles about relationships and love and stuff on the internet, and I’ve concluded that a guy like him should have his desires denied a few times, once in a while. Lik
Aunt Deborah came with the mission of matchmaking Tiffany and her nephew, and she would be damned if she did not sell him hard with a beaming smile. “Aww, don’t misunderstand me, hon. Everyone knows that your family owns this invaluable plot that if sold, could rake so, so much money! From the way I see it, you and my nephew are just the perfect fit for one another, so how about you get to know him first before you judge? Oh, in fact, I’m gonna arrange your date right now!”Lillian kept quiet. She was admittedly gung ho about marrying her daughter off as soon as possible in the past, but that was only because she was taking her sudden impoverished life very terribly, and she wanted out of it as soon as she could. But now, her outlook had changed. Good things come to those who wait, and since Lillian had a bit more money to support her patience, she was no longer desperate. Still, a casual meeting between her daughter and a suitor was fair, she thought.Tiffany, on the other hand, loath