The Melancholic Glance
“Where are you guys headed?” Susanne got home quite late last night and had just gotten up not long
ago.
She was curious to see the young couple trotting downstairs with luggage in their hands. Are they going
on a vacation?
As that thought ran across her mind, her eyes lit up with anticipation.
Wonderful! I’m going to be a grandma soon! Susanne was over the moon at the thought of Arielle and
Vinson making babies.
“Mom, I’m going to Lightspring for a shooting. Vinson’s worried about me, so he has decided to come
along,” Arielle explained the reason for their departure while watching her steps. As she got to where
Susanne was standing, she looked into the latter’s eyes and gently said, “Mom, thanks a lot for helping
us out with company matters while we’re away.”
“Don’t mention it. You know what, have fun and enjoy yourselves after you’re done with the shooting.
There’s no need to rush back since I’m here.” Having said that, Susanne bade them goodbye.
“Bye, Mom!” Arielle then hopped into the car with Vinson, and off to the airport they went.
“You’ll go first, and I’ll keep a distance from you.” Once they got to the airport, Arielle put on a face mask
and took a few big steps back from Vinson so hastily that one would assume that he was a walking virus.
Vinson gave her an indignant stare before walking to the boarding gate while maintaining a distance of
roughly eight feet from her.
While the pilots were still doing their final checks before taking off, Vinson sent Arielle a text: What a
heartless woman you’re, Sannie. I can’t believe that you’re so consistent with keeping the distance
between us.
When Arielle saw the message, she started imagining Vinson pouting his mouth when he was typing it
and giggled to herself. Haha, is it just me, or is he whining?
At that thought, she almost burst out laughing.
Arielle texted him: Oh, my poor husband. It must’ve been really tough for you. I’ll treat you to something
good when we get home, okay? Her mind was already cooking up recipes as she replied to him. She
hadn’t cooked much recently since she had been swamped with work.
Vinson raised both his eyebrows and grinned mischievously. Of course, he wanted her to treat him
something more than just good. Last night, he was concerned that she might become tired this morning,
so he didn’t go all out in bed.
Vinson replied: Okay. It has to be out of this world. In his heart, he vowed to coerce her into sexually
pleasuring him day and night after their return from Lightspring.
Arielle texted back: I promise! She put her phone into her bag immediately after replying as the plane
was about to take off.
The flight time to Lightspring was about five hours, and Arielle spent the whole journey immersed in
tormenting thoughts of whether the kidnapper had treated her parents kindly.
Meanwhile, the Wilhems were under captivity in Lightspring.
“Why did you have to make Sannie come over?” they asked.
The middle-aged couple wasn’t allowed to have any electronic devices on them and was instructed to
stay in the house.
“I have my reasons for that.” The man standing in front of them knew very well how important they were
to Arielle and untied them after calling her.
As Andrea looked at the man and then at her husband, she grew anxious. She was worried that the
former would cause Arielle harm.
Similarly, Hubert was out of his wits. There was no way for him to contact Arielle since all their devices
were confiscated, and they were entrapped in a confined space.
“Don’t worry. I won’t hurt you,” the man uttered. He was tickled by how Arielle and her adoptive parents
cared so much about each other.
“Daddy, is San gonna be in trouble?” a young lad with a height of five-foot-six whispered to Hubert.
He shook his head to indicate his uncertainty. However, he had a feeling that she would be safe after
putting together everything that had happened in the past few days. After all, their kidnapper only held
them captive and didn’t hurt them.
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