Capítulo 313: Marcel Was Not Smiling

"How could she be so clumsy?" Marcel muttered to himself as he wiped the ice-cream stain off his pants. 

However, when he cleaned close to his crotch, a sheepish grin couldn't help but cross his lips when he remembered how wide her eyes grew when she almost touched him there.

Marcel stared back at his reflection in the mirror and tugged his hair back, checking his appearance. Victor was right, he did look good with his hair down. Of course, why wouldn't Arianna fall for this face? His face should be praised as the conqueror of women.

"Seriously?" Marcel groaned afterward. What the hell was he doing? He wasn't a damn narcissistic for crying out loud.

With a huff, he tossed the tissue into the bin and made his way back to the shop only to see Arianna carrying a child and he halted at once.