Chapter 848 Lips Tainted In Alcohol

Upon entering the baby’s room, Arianne spotted a dreamcatcher hanging over Aristotle’s little cot. She was surprised that Mark had put a dream catcher there. The man could be quite a softie sometimes... The little one was fast asleep, smacking his tiny lips from time to time. It looked so cute. His two little hands were balled into fists, curled on his sides. His arms had grown so chubby that there was a slit in between. It would seem that he did not suffer during his time in the hospital. The milk that she had been sending over to him was just enough. The little guy was pretty good looking. She carefully slipped out after checking on the baby. She arrived downstairs to find Tiffany opening up her spoils from her shopping trip today. “I wasn’t planning on using Jackson’s car anymore, but it looks like I’ll have to for today. I’ve bought too many things. I’ll give it back to him personally after using it. Consider it an end to everything that’s happened between us. Besides, he person