A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride novel Chapter 42

Arianne was caught off guard against Tiffany’s flurry of questions.

“No, no, I hurt myself accidentally. He’s never hit me. Don’t be suspicious. He’s quite nice to me, really. He always has been.”

The bruise on her forehead was caused by Aery Kinsey in the morning, however the situation was too complicated to explain.

Tiffany sighed and exclaimed, “Actually… Mark Tremont is pretty good too. He’s handsome and he’s rich, and you guys have been together for so many years. As long as you like him, I’ll support you regardless. I’m forever on your side.”

Arianne was moved. One of the best fortunes of life was to have someone who supported you unconditionally.

Soon, the dishes were served. When Tiffany Lane saw that Eric Nathaniel was not eating, she was discontent. She came from a wealthy household as well but she despised dramatic, hypocritical, and contentious people. To cause mischief, she scooped some food onto Eric’s plate.

“Eric, eat up. Being Ari’s friend, you’re my friend too. No need to be courteous.”

Eric Nathaniel looked at Arianne and braced himself to try the food placed on his plate. Disregarding the taste, he was already appalled by the environment. Forcing down his urge to throw up, he plastered a smile. “It’s not bad…”

Arianne knew that he was having a hard time, but she did not trouble herself. She was peeved by the fact that precious time spent with her friend required a third wheel.

As dinner progressed, Eric Nathaniel’s face was blanched.

Ethan Connor had excused himself to answer a call and came back to say, “I have to leave, something needs my attention.”

Tiffany Lane quickly quipped, “I’ll go with you!”

“Okay.” Ethan Connor smiled and helped her smooth down her clothes.

The emotion within his eyes looked overly distant for his seemingly caring act. No passion between the couple could be found.

Eric Nathaniel was struggling when they came out of the restaurant. “Arianne, are we going back”

Feeling like they could have mingled for longer, there however was indeed something to attend to. Tiffany spoke up bleakly, “Ari, I guess we’ll have to leave it as it is today. I’ll see you again. I've been more occupied recently since I just got back as well.”

“Sure. Go ahead,” Arianne nodded.

On the way back to the Tremont Estate, Eric Nathaniel stopped his car by the road and heaved for a long time. It was then that Arianne knew that he was not being contentious during dinner.

“Are you okay?”

Eric felt like he was dying. “Yeah… I – I’m fine…”

Finally arriving at their destination, Eric Nathaniel went home directly after dropping off Arianne Wynn. The Tremont Estate was dazzling and luminous, signifying Mark Tremont was back early. He liked it bright and brilliant when he was home. On the contrary, Arianne felt a fleeting moment rush through her, as even a cool fluorescent street light gave her more warmth.

She saw Mark Tremont who was seated on the couch when she entered and greeted him softly. “I’m home.”

Of course there was no response, not that she had hoped for one.

Watching Arianne enter the bathroom, Mark Tremont picked up his phone and replied to Eric's text. His expression was indistinguishable since half of his face was shadowed.

Eric Nathaniel’s text read: ‘Aery Kinsey went to pick on her at the office and they got into a fight I believe. She was wounded.’

“Oh,” Mark Tremont replied.