NovelEnglishChapter 291: Marissa's lips possessed an enchanting allure, and Connor longed to kiss her repeatedly, unable to restrain himself. Remembering she had mentioned divorce earlier in the day, he kissed her with a wicked thought crossing his mind. “I'll be intimate with you tonight, so you won't leave me." His kisses grew deeper and more fervent. He seemed consumed by desire, needing more than just kissing her. His fervent kisses covered her face and neck, while his hands began to unbutton her.
Suddenly, Arabella's voice echoed from downstairs. "What happened? Where is Connor? What caused those noises?" It was as if cold water had been thrown on him. Closing his eyes in frustration, Connor suppressed his desire and got up from the bed. Arabella had arrived at an inconvenient moment, but he managed to suppress his anger. To better look after Arabella, he had chosen to live in the building nearest to the main house, allowing him to hear any significant disturbance coming from there. Consequently, any loud noise from his building would be audible to Arabella in the main house. Earlier, Marissa had thrown the sofa and toppled the rockery, creating a commotion that startled Arabella. He needed to calm his grandmother, or she might becoverly concerned. Despite her age, Arabella was very perceptive. Her mind was always teeming with peculiar ideas. As he descended the stairs, he noticed Arabella entering the living room. Domenic, Marc, and Terry were attempting to soothe her.
gal no volsis your story hub With a reassuring smile, Domenic said, "Mrs. Daniels, it's nothing serious. Don't worry. Go back and rest." "No way!" Arabella's expression darkened. She glared at Domenic and demanded, "Do you think I'm old and easily deceived? I heard loud noises. Do you think I'm hard of hearing?" Domenic smiled humbly, refraining from further comments.
Arabella was indeed hard of hearing, yet the noises Marissa made were so loud that they startled even her. Infuriated by Domenic's silence, Arabella struck his shin with her walking stick and exclaimed, “I know you all think I'm a fool!" Retrieving her walking stick, she added with a snort, "Did Connor and Tiffany have a fight? Was it domestic violence?" Domestic violence? Domenic, Marc, and Terry winced simultaneously. Arabella had a vivid imagination. How could domestic violence cause such a commotion? It would be deadly if it were true. Domenic, nursing his aching leg, responded with a smile, "Mrs. Daniels, you're overthinking. The rockery in the yard collapsed due to its age. Mr. Daniels and his wife are perfectly fine. It wasn't domestic violence." "Are they fine? I don't believe it!" Arabella insisted. “Don't think I know nothing. Since their return from the business trip, Connor has seemed unhappy, and Tiffany didn't stay hlast night. They must have had a conflict!" After a moment, Arabella recalled something and inquired, “By the way, there's talk online that their marriage is a deal. Is it true?"
Domenic, Marc, and Terry remained silent, unable to bear the f responsibility of answering Connor descended the last stair and said, "Grandma, what are you doing at this hour? Don't you know this is not the tto disturb men?"
Hearing his voice, Arabella rushed over, sternly demanding, "Don't m prattle with me! What did you do to Tiffany?"
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