All Chapters of A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride: Chapter 1261 - Chapter 1270

“Why did you stop?” Arianne asked. “Keep going.”“You push. Or, sit on the swing with Smore,” Mark replied mischievously. Arianne had a fall from a swing when she was younger and was traumatized as a result. “No, no, no, you swing with him. I’ll push. Your legs are long enough, it should be quite easy for you to swing. You don’t need help, why are you asking me to push?”He raised an eyebrow and replied, “So that you can participate as well, instead of standing there in a daze…”There was something off with his words…Arianne gave in and walked behind them. She placed her hands on his back and pushed.Aristotle cried out in delight from time to time. It seemed like Aristotle was not extra delighted when he was with Janice. It was just that her playtime with him was too quiet and restrained. After all, it was her first time being a mother, and her first time playing with a kid. She had a lot to learn....Meanwhile, at White Water Bay Villa.After dinner, Jackson washed the di

Tiffany noticed that something was amiss before she finished speaking. She lifted her gaze and saw that Jackson’s expression had grown cold. His eyes flickered with panic. She couldn’t understand what was happening to him. “Wh-what’s wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?” It was like he had changed into a completely different person. His tone was as cold as ice. “With that marriage of convenience, do you really think that he’d actually develop some f*cking feelings for Melanie Lark? It’s all in your mind. I’ve told you, you are not allowed to see him. Not even by accident and especially not on purpose. Next time, avoid him!”His sudden change in demeanor frightened Tiffany. She gaped, unsure of what to say.Jackson quickly finished his shower and stormed out, leaving her alone in the bathroom. Her heart immediately felt empty. Everything was going so well until she had mentioned Alejandro, and it suddenly turned into this…Unbeknownst to her, Jackson hid himself away in the

Alejandro was well aware that it was his natural male instincts, nothing more. Melanie’s eyelids grew heavier after a moment, probably due to the deadly silent atmosphere that seemed like a lullaby and, additionally, her pregnancy, which made her tire easily. She had thought that she would not be able to sleep because of Alejandro…While she was adjusting her sleeping position in a daze to make herself comfortable, Alejandro suddenly said, “Stop moving around.”Melanie was just about to sleep but was awakened by his sudden sound. She began to feel annoyed and threw her temper at him by saying, “I’m in my own house, sleeping on my own bed. Why can’t I move around? Aren’t you being too unreasonable?” She had not noticed that she had hit his leg while she was moving around. Alejandro suddenly got on top of her, with each hand on one side. Melanie was shocked and turned to look away. “What are you doing? Get off me!”Her fist was so small and petite; not only did it not hurt him,

Of course, Arianne did not dare to carry Plato again since she was afraid that her son would get jealous.When Arianne asked if Tiffany had come up with a nickname for Plato, she shook her head. “No, is there a need to come up with a nickname for boys? When Smore grows up into a handsome young man, wouldn’t it be ridiculous to still call him Smore? The young ladies that fancy him are going to laugh their asses off. Nicknames are only cute when they’re little.”Arianne’s lips twitched. “I think you’re just too lazy to come up with a nickname for him, aren’t you? You’re coming up with all these reasons. Nicknames are meant to be called while they’re young; there’s no need for them anymore when they grow up.”While they were talking, Jackson suddenly called and said, “Have you actually driven over to Arianne’s with Plato by yourself? Don’t you know your own driving skills? What were you thinking? What if something had happened? You should’ve asked my mom’s driver to send you there.”T

Mark frowned. “The world is big. You should explore it. This company isn’t a good fit for you. My wife won’t be happy.”So, this was all to make Arianne happy?Janice gritted her teeth angrily, but it couldn’t be helped.Seeing this, Davy spoke up. “Let’s go. Mr. Tremont has work to do.”Janice took a deep breath, nodded at Mark, then left. Arianne… One day, she would make her pay!…Mark returned to the Tremont Estate at 5PM. Arianne was giving Aristotle a bath. Tiffany had left with Plato. They were too rambunctious during playtime in the courtyard this afternoon, so Aristotle was covered in mud.“I’m just about to take a shower. I’ll wash him,” Mark offered, seeing her drenched in sweat. “Go and rest.”Arianne accepted the offer. She had been taking care of Aristotle all day. She was exhausted.Just as she arrived downstairs to rest, Tiffany suddenly sent her a text: ‘Ari, Will’s back in the country. He was here last time to borrow money. Their company is in financial troub