บททั้งหมดของ The Prince Regent's Violent Medical Consort: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Just the reminder of how Lynn had bedeviled her caused Tiffany’s flames to flare. “Frickin’ Lynn Brooks! According to Jackson, all they ever had was sex. God knows if they were ever beyond physical.”Mark looked a little stunned, though he, admittedly, knew about Lynn quite well. “I don’t really know much about this,” he fibbed. “You should probably chat with Ari instead.”Mark retreated to his study unprompted after dinner, tacitly providing the girls with their space. Immediately after he left, Tiffany was like a stuffed box kicked open — nothing, from Grant’s issue to Alejandro Smith’s dramatic debut, was left out. When her account arrived at the part involving Lynn, Tiffany was evidently gritting her teeth. “Sh*ts between me and Jackson have never blown out to this proportion before! He frickin’ smashed things! The tone he used in the office, Ari, you have no idea just how… how much it stung. I was so — so angry that I could almost burst into tears right there! And then he gotta’ r

Mark’s breath seemed to halt for a second before he lurched, his lips closing onto hers.Arianne welcomed him. Her fingers changed position and dexterously laced around his neck.When their breathings started to race, Mark stopped himself and released her from his grip. “I know Tiffany’s still waiting for your company, so go. I’m satisfied with this.”Arianne lowered her head with a soft chuckle. “Right. Nighty-night.”She had always known the wiles to endear herself to him, or exactly what to do to please him. In the past, her goal was to ingratiate on him. But now, these little things had become bona fide seasonings in a relationship.After all, a genuine bond between two people required both sides to be pleased and to be willing to practice endearment.Tiffany spent her weekend cooped up with Arianne in the Tremont Estate. After days of bad weather, the sky finally turned blue today.Unfortunately, a snowstorm was waging in Tiffany’s chest. This would mark the first time the rhubarb

Tiffany’s resolve began to waver. In truth, she very much wanted to go home. She was just looking for a way to admit it without losing her face.Catching the hesitance in her friend, Arianne pressed on. “You are his fiancée, not his mistress. What’s wrong with you going back to his place and shoving your worst grimace at him every day? None whatsoever. Now, if you still can’t take it, or if he continues to sting you with his pigheadedness, well! You could always pack up your clothes and move back to your mom’s. Let’s see if he stops you. If he doesn’t, you go, free and guiltless. If he stops you? Mission accomplished. So here’s what you should do: you’re gonna leave your car at my place and I’ll have Mark send you home. If you decided to move out, you won’t have a car to take you, which means he — if he’s man enough — has to yield and be your driver. He can’t let poor Tiffany go to her mom’s all alone in the middle of the night, can he?”While Tiffany nodded vigorously, Mark sank into

Tiffany stopped whatever she was doing, got up, and faced him. “Who said that I could have a meal with Alejandro, that you contacting Lynn shouldn’t be a problem? Do you know nothing at all? You’ve got a lot of tolerance. I’ve been away for two days and you never called or texted. Am I still important to you? Am I? Did you even think about coming down to open the door for me when I got home just now? I probably wouldn’t have been able to get in if I came here on my own!”Jackson went silent again. As expected, it was useless to have a reasonable conversation with a woman. He had known that she was staying at Arianne’s, which is why he didn’t call. If she wasn’t going to come home, wouldn’t they just end up quarreling if he called? Wouldn’t it be better to quarrel in one’s own home? He had been waiting for her to come home so that they could solve this together… Who would have thought that she would stay away for two days?He was wondering why she didn’t open the door herself when she a

Jackson promptly blocked Alejandro’s number. He went back to the bed, but he had lost the mood to continue. He was mostly exhausted, having not slept for the past two days. “Let’s get an early night. I’m a little tired…”He shut his eyes just as he spoke.Tiffany was a little disappointed. She wasn’t sure if he was angry or actually tired. He was clearly excited a while ago, but when he saw the message from Alejandro, he… She quickly ascertained that he was actually tired by carefully kicking him; he simply grabbed her delicate foot as usual and patted her butt too.The Tremont Estate.Arianne sat on the bed, holding her phone in deep thought. She couldn’t seem to figure out the tone in Jackson’s voice during their phone conversation. She turned to Mark, who was next to her, and asked, “Do you think they’ve made up? Jackson answered the call just now.”Mark snatched her phone away and placed it far, far away from her. “He’s answering calls for her, so of course, they’ve made up. Stop w