Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 1817

Chapter 1817 Did You Have A Fight

"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?

With that thought in mind, she waved for Arielle to come over to her.

Arielle immediately composed her emotions when she saw Susanne. Joining her in the living room, she asked, "Mom, why did you wake up this early?"

Susanne chuckled and shook her head. "I'm old, so I don't sleep that much now." She gazed at Arielle and asked in concern, "Did you have a fight with Vinson?"

Arielle cast a surprised look in Susanne's direction. When did Vinson and I get into a fight?

Confused, she shook her head. "No. Why?"

"You seemed to be in a foul mood, so I thought both of you had a fight." Susanne was relieved to learn that they were fine. However, she still promised, "If my son makes you angry, let me know. I'll make sure he learns his lesson."

Hearing 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 want Arielle to get pregnant.

"Thanks, Mom. I'll surely let you know if he bullies me," Arielle promised with her lips curled up as she slung her arm around Susanne's. "Mom, what do you want for breakfast? I'll cook today."

I took Vinson to Turlen for over a year and have not been a filial daughter-in-law to her. This time, I must take good care of her and make it up for the lost time.

Susanne held Arielle's slender hands. Her hands should be used to treat patients instead of cooking at home.

"I'm glad you think that way. I know you want to be a filial daughter-in-law. Helma is preparing breakfast, so stay here and talk to me."

Arielle bobbed her head. They weren't with her for over a year, so Susanne must've felt lonely all the time. Thus, she decided to stay and chat with Susanne.

As they chatted, Susanne seemed fatigued. Arielle grabbed the chance and placed her other hand on Susanne's pulse nonchalantly.

Then, her brows knitted together for a brief moment. Afraid that Susanne would realize something, she pretended that everything was all right.

"Mom, how were you when we weren't home? Were you well?" Arielle asked nonchalantly. "Vinson and I are back now, so please be honest with us."