A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride novel Chapter 37

Arianne Wynn was immediately awakened.

It had only been two hours since Mark Tremont left, yet he was already drunk?

“Uh… okay. Please hold on, I’m coming now!” As she spoke, she was already off the bed and putting on clothes.

When she arrived at the bar with Butler Henry, Eric Nathaniel and Jackson West were just coming out as they propped Mark Tremont up. Arianne pulled on her coat and approached them.

“Sorry for the trouble.”

Eric smiled. “No problem, we’ve known each other for more than ten years now. You… work at Glide Design... right?”

Arianne did not know why Eric Nathaniel had suddenly asked her this but she nodded.

“Yes.”

To which, Eric said nothing else and helped her get Mark Tremont into the car.

On their way back, Butler Henry reminded Arianne, “Madam, watch if sir wants to throw up since he’s drunk so much. If he does throw up in the car, he most likely won’t want this car anymore.”

Arianne hummed her agreement, knowing that Butler Henry was right. Mark Tremont would really do something like that.

He was thoroughly inebriated this time, not waking up even when they had gotten home. Laying him onto the bed, Arianne also plopped herself down in much fatigue.

When Arianne woke up from the alarm the next morning, her first reaction was to turn it off lest it woke Mark Tremont up.

Once she moved, however, she realized that she was trapped in his hug.

The alarm was still blaring.

Arianne carefully twisted around to break free of Mark Tremont’s embrace. Then suddenly an arm brushed past her face to switch the alarm off, before it swiftly returned to holding her.