“Understood.” Brian noticed Mark’s bad mood and cautiously drove back to Tremont Estate.
When they passed by a drugstore, Mark suddenly spoke up. “Stop the car.”
Brian quickly stepped on the brakes. Mark got out of the car and went into the drugstore. “Bring me some medicines for stomach problems,” he told the staff.
“Is it a gastric or something else? What are the symptoms? Is it for an adult or child?” the staff asked.
Mark frowned slightly. He thought for a moment then replied, “Irregular appetite… Chronic nausea and pale complexion. For an adult.”
Once he was done purchasing the medicine, he went back to the car with a sullen face. Brian didn’t dare to ask any questions. He just stepped on the gas and brought him back to Tremont Estate.
Mark went straight to the bedroom with the medicine. Without looking at the person lying on the bed, he tossed the medicine on the bedside table. “Take the medicine.”
Arianne sat up from the bed, not understanding what trouble Mark was trying to make. “What medicine?”
There was no reply. He loosened his tie with his skeletal hand while looking rather irritated.
Arianne took out the medicine and had a look at it. “I’m fine. No need for medicine.”
She wasn’t going to take the medicine since it wasn’t a gastric problem to begin with. Besides, most of these medicines weren’t suitable to be consumed by pregnant women.
Mary came up to her and shoved the glass into her hand. She even helped her figure out the dosage of medicine. “Madam, you’re not a child anymore. You need to take responsibility for your own body. Here, take the medicine.”
Arianne tensed under Mark and Mary’s gaze. It seemed like there was no escape from the situation… but she mustn’t take the medicine. “It’s not a gastric problem. I don’t need the medicine. Mary, Mark still has work in the office. Please see him off. I’ll be fine after taking a rest.”
This put Mary in a difficult situation. “Madam… I…”
Mark ran out of patience. He turned around and went downstairs with a cold face. “Forget about it if she doesn’t want to take it. Don’t call me again for something like this. I’m not that free!”
Mary threw Arianne a blaming look, then hurried downstairs. “Sir, please don’t be angry. Madam must be upset because you never come back to spend time with her. It’s just a small tantrum. She’s your wife after all… You watched her grow up, and you still don’t understand her?”
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