BOOKSDRAMA Chapter 73
Before she could regain her senses, Mark pounced forward and pressed against her lips. “I won’t allow it. You cannot leave! You are not allowed to
leave my sight!” he whispered hoarsely, brushing his lip against hers.
Arianne wanted to explain that she was merely heading out to relax and enjoy the art exhibition, but he didn’t give her the chance.
She could tell that Mark was sick, and it was pretty severe too.
His mind was slightly muddled. With him holding her down, she lost all means of resistance. Then, just as she was about to suffocate, he finally
moved his lips down to her neck...
She gasped, her breathing growing unstable. “Mark... You’re sick, let’s go to the hospital... Stop it...”
He ignored her as if he didn’t hear her at all.
He finally collapsed into sleep when the storm ended, still lying on top of her...
She found it very hard to breathe, as if her body was going to collapse from exhaustion.
She waited for some of her strength to return before carefully pushing him off her and adjusting him into a comfortable sleeping position.
Mark’s fever had not subsided. Arianne took out an unfinished pack of flu pills from her luggage and looked at him. His face was still a little hot. She
fed him the medication via mouth-to-mouth and gave him some water using the same method.
After ascertaining that he had swallowed it, she dragged her extremely feeble body and tidied up the room. When she saw a red patch on the bed
sheet, her mind buzzed. It was true, three years ago on that night with Will Sivan, she did not feel anything when she woke up. The difference was so
distinct compared to whatever happened today. Did that mean... that nothing had happened between her and Will? That they were young at the time
and were amateurs, so they didn’t know anything...?
She couldn’t describe her feelings...
Knowing that he was a germaphobe, Arianne cleaned the bloodstain off the bed. She waited for it to air dry, then lay down to rest.
The very next day, she woke up to find Mark smoking in a chair, not too far away. The room was already fogged up by a thin layer of smoke. The
ashtray was also half full.
“You caught a cold,” she said perceptively. “You were sick last night, and your throat was hoarse. If you’re going to smoke...”
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It seemed that they would both catch a cold every year during winter. She wasn’t surprised at all. However, his cold was worse than usual, probably
because he was worn out from being constantly on the move...
Mark ignored her, aiming his line of sight downwards. It was hard to discern the emotions on his face from the side, but there was a hint of sternness
on the corners of his lips.
She lowered her eyelids and did not say anything more. She shifted her body and felt a wave of soreness. Her face began to burn up again when she
remembered whatever happened last night... That was their first time devoting themselves to each other...
“Time to go,” Mark said in a commanding tone after finishing his cigarette.
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