Chapter 85 Mark’s Invitation

She didn’t say too much, knowing that he liked peace and quiet during meals. Extra conversations were mood-killing noises to him. At ten in the morning, Brian delivered her formal dress, heels, and jewellery. Arianne hurried upstairs to dress up. She tried styling her hair into an updo for the first time. This would make her look slightly maturer; her features always seemed young and puerile. The formal dress fitted her surprisingly well. It was a tube dress, which she didn’t like. It was white in color, although not garish. The dress’ hemline covered precisely half of her heels. Mark reminded her that it was an outdoor venue so that she would put on a thick coat as well. Despite the lack of snow over the past few days, it was still particularly cold. When she peered into the mirror, she realized that her neck displayed a string of hickeys. She blushed as she tried to hide them with a concealer but to no avail. Traces of them could still be seen. At this time, Mark had returned to