Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride




The short finishing touch of his reply successfully stopped her in her tracks. She

would never doubt Mark Tremont's ability to suspend the company she was working at from operating if he wished to...

However, Arianne did not say anything, choosing to go back upstairs to her room. Lying on her bed, her mind was blank.

On the dining table, Mark Tremont put down his mobile phone emotionlessly and ate his meal in full concentration, feigning ignorant to the text messages that were stacking up, no longer giving them another glance.

"Mary, move her to my room."

Mary was struck with a realization. "This should be the case... You weren't here for three years, yes? Ari's has stayed in her original room. Now that you're back, she should move. I'm on it."

Mark Tremont corrected her. "Your form of address should change now."

"Oh, right, right. I've gotten used to it. I have to call her madam from now on," Mary replied with a smile.

When Mary went to Arianne's room to move her things in glee, the latter was a little puzzled. "What are you doing, Mary? Where are you moving my stuff?"

Mary answered with a beam, "Sir's back. You two are husband and wife, of course, you have to stay together. Sir's not young anymore, you both can have kids soon."

Arianne looked down without making a reply. He would not be touching her, it was impossible for them to bear a child.

Whatever that could be moved away was transferred to the main bedroom. Arianne sat unmoved on her bed. She was unable to immediately adapt entering and exiting his room, nor staying there like it was her own.

Hearing the noises of the housekeepers cleaning up the cutlery downstairs, Arianne got up to go to the bathroom.

When she came out, she was surprised that Mark Tremont was still in the living room. He had yet to go out.

Arianne was rather shocked. She

had intentionally spent a long time in the bathroom, assuming that he would leave for the hotel right after dinner. It was apparent that she had misjudged. Content belongs to Novelxo.org

Acting indifferent, she went upstairs to Mark Tremont's room and laid herself in bed after drying her hair.

The ceiling looked like the starry universe under the illumination of the room light. Everything about Mark Tremont was so unique. What was he thinking when he used to lie in this bed? Content belongs to Novelxo.org

Arianne unknowingly closed her eyes when she heard the door open. She had yet to figure out how to act around him as his wife, given how long they were apart.

Mark Tremont did not speak but Arianne heard rustling. Curiously opening her eyes, she saw him changing with his back facing her!

This was Arianne's first time looking at his bare body. The contours of his muscles were smooth but they clearly were strong and powerful.

Blatantly checking Mark Tremont out, their eyes met when he turned around out of the blue.

Arianne closed her eyes in a panic, while Mark Tremont buttoned up his shirt with a blank expression. Then, the sound of the door closing was heard.

He had left. Arianne breathed in relief.

Not used to the bed, Arianne was wide awake until midnight. She was exhausted but her mind was crystal clear. This was the presage of her insomnia.

Bet

Suddenly, her mobile phone rang, causing her to stare at the caller D in a daze. Why would Mark Tremont call her at midnight? Had he not... gone to see that woman? Content belongs to Novelxo.org

Perplexed, Arianne answered the call. "Hello?"