After Divorce I Became A Queen (Aurora and Sion)

Chapter 85 Ariana’s Plan

Chapter 85 Ariana’s Plan

Albie drove Aurora back to the Carroll Manor. He turned to look at her pale face and asked worriedly,

"Aurora, are you sure you are not gonna live with me?"

"Albie, I am fine. I will consider that after Mr. Carroll gets a bit better and the divorce with Sion is

settled." She shook her head to reply.

Seeing that she insisted, Albie didn't intend to continue. He got off the car to open the door for her,

"Okay, just take care. Call me if needed."

"Okay. Thanks you, Albie." Aurora was really grateful to him. If it weren't for him today, she would have

ended up in a terrible consequence.

"Don't mention it. I am your brother. Just take a rest, get relaxed and take care of yourself." Albie gently

scratched her nose to respond.

"Okay. Bye, Albie. Just take care." After that, Aurora walked into the manor. Then she turned around to

wave at him.

Smiling, he opened the door to get in the car.

As the car faded away from her sight, she stood in the middle of the garden, in front of whom there was

a piece of open land. Located behind her, the majestic house of the Carroll stood. She felt like being

overwhelmed with despondence.

She laid her hands on her belly, where a little baby was kept.

…

When Sion returned at night, Aurora was helping Ariana to prepare the dinner.

She cast a simple glance at him. Then she bypassed him in silence.

"Oh, Sion, welcome home! Time for dinner!" said Ariana to him. Then she saw him nod and go upstairs

to get himself changed.

Her sight lurched from Sion and Aurora, which roused her concern.

She felt like their relationship seemed to be even worse.

Actually, she was right about her presumption.

During dinner, both of them maintained a straight face in silence.

Ariana was rendered rather uneasy under the embarrassing atmosphere.

"Hey, do you think there is gonna be a quarrel between them?" asked Ariana while serving Baily a cup

of tea.

"I don't think so."

Bailey sighed while speaking of them, "Sion is good at nothing but emotional abuse."

"But I just feel like…Aurora has lost her patience. She used to be so infatuated with him. But now

everything's changed." While Ariana was applying skin-care cream on her face, she continued after

contemplation, "Whatever. It just doesn't feel good between them. What is gonna happen between

them really concerns me."

A fierce quarrel between Sion and Aurora wasn't what kept her worried. Instead, the deadly silence

between them was her greatest concern.

"What about the soup last time you made for them? Did it work?" Bailey felt like they had to do

something.

"Well…it didn't seem to work really well. Sion is a doctor. He could tell what it was as soon as he smelt

it. I bet he hadn't even taken a sip of it."

Baily looked at her and then decided, "Perhaps a stronger one will work this time."

…

After Ariana went upstairs a few minutes ago, there were only Sion and Aurora sitting at the dining

table.

"Are you sure you are fine after the check in the hospital today?"

Surprised by his sudden question, Aurora suddenly stopped eating.

Was he showing care for her?

However, his voice still sounded cold as usual. Besides, he didn't even pay her a glance.

"I am fine." After the short answer, she continued with the food.

The doctor had told her to get more nutrition. Though she wasn't in a good mood for appetite, she still

gotta stuffed her stomach with food.

Sion raised up his head to take a look at her. From his perspective, she looked like she had a good

appetite today with her mouth stuffed with food. He couldn't help wondering if Albie left her starving at

noon.

At the thought that she was living with Albie every single day, Sion sulked and then put down his knife

and fork. He stood up to go upstairs.

Aurora glanced at his back, confused by his puzzling move. But now she gotta maintain a good mood.

So she simply ignored him.

After dinner, she watched TV in the living room for a few hours.

She didn't feel like meeting or talking with Sion. She would rather stay alone until it was time for bed in

case she would fall into a quarrel with him again.

Aarian went out for a while. When she returned, a bad feeling crawled up in her mind as soon as she

noticed Aurora sitting in the living room alone.

Bailey was right about that-they needed a stronger dose this time.

About an hour later, Ariana walked over with a bowl of steaming soup.

"Aurora." She somehow looked a bit expectant. Then she said to Aurora, "I know Sion has been This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

exhausted by the family business. So I prepare something nutrient for him. Could you just bring it to

him?"

"Mrs. Carroll, but I…"

"Aurora, I mean…you know I am his stepmother. It will be really embarrassing for me to disturb him.

Just do me a favor, okay?" Ariana hurried to continue before she could refuse.

Then she kept sighing, for which Aurora found it hard to turn her down.

So she nodded, "Okay."

"Remember to tell him to finish it. It took me hours to prepare it. Don't let him fail me."

Of course, this time, she got something stronger mixed with the ingredients, which she was not gonna

tell either of them.

"Okay…"

Seeing Aurora going upstairs with the soup, Ariana let out a smile. Then she returned to her room to

have Bailey noticed.

Walking down the carpet stretching all the way to the door, she noticed that Sion didn't keep it locked,

through the gap of which she could see him standing at the window.

After some hesitation, she pushed the door open.

She walked over to him and pointed at the soup on the tray with her jaw, "Mrs. Carroll asked me to

bring you this. Finish it."

Sion took a look at it. Then he averted his eyes and kept on looking outside the window, "Put it down."

Frowning, Aurora mustered up her patience at the thought of Ariana's request, "Finish it right now. I

gotta bring the bowl to clean then."

"Are you giving me order?" though he didn't sound like he was annoyed, his eyes appeared cold and

aloof.

Upon hearing that, she suddenly made up her mind, "Yes, I am giving you order!"

After staring at her for seconds, he lifted up the soup and drained it empty. Then he put down the bowl

and returned back to the window.

Nothing but darkness could be seen outside the window.

She had no idea what he was looking at.

But then she averted her eyes and brought the bowl downstairs.

A few minutes after she left, he felt like something burning within his body.

He gave his tie a hard tug, trying to get it loose.

As soon as he recalled about the soup, he froze on spot.

At that time, he was rendered too agitated to maintain a lucid mind by her unusual tough attitude.

What did she mean by giving him some kind of soup like that?