A Beauty With Multiple Masks

“Vinson, you…” Arielle huffed angrily at the sight of Vinson walking into the bathroom and tossed a pillow in his direction.

Vinson understood why Arielle wanted a child, but he dared not bear the consequences that might come with her childbirth. Without a word, he picked up the pillow and placed it aside before heading into the bathroom.

Right after he walked away, Arielle put on her clothes and went downstairs furiously.

He doesn’t want to have sex with me, huh?

Let’s see how long he can persist. I don’t believe he can hold back his desire or vent it out using alternative ways!

In the living room, Susanne was reading the newspapers as she had woken up a while ago. She spotted Arielle stomping down the stairs angrily and arched a brow.

Did they get into a fight?

in mind, she waved for Arielle to come over

when she saw Susanne. Joining her in the

her head. “I’m old, so I don’t sleep that much

and asked in concern, “Did you have a

surprised look in Susanne’s

did Vinson and I get into

her head. “No.

both of you had a fight.” Susanne was

makes you angry, let me know. I’ll make

that, Arielle realized that Susanne assumed they had fought when she showed up looking all angry a while ago. Nevertheless, she wasn’t about to tell Susanne about their disagreement. After all, Susanne yearned for a grandchild and would fly into a rage if she discovered Vinson didn’t

let you know if he bullies me,” Arielle promised with her lips

what do you want for breakfast? I’ll