Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride




"I've already told you. Look for Mark Tremont if you want me to leave. I have no say in this. Also, I'm telling you explicitly right now - I won't leave! Mark Tremont is my husband, we're married!"

After her outcry, Arianne ran into the snow. Two trails of tears ran down her cheeks. To meet her mother like this, they may as well not have met at all.

She did not know how far she had walked when a car honk rang behind her.

Thinking that it was Helen Cameran, she ignored it. When the car drove by her, Brian Pearce's head popped out from the window.

"Madam, hop in."

Arianne subconsciously wiped the tears that had long dried on her face and looked over to the back seat, vaguely catching sight of Mark Tremont's well formed outline.

She felt her frozen self gradually regaining warmth after getting into the car. Upon a moment of hesitation, she asked, "You knew that Aery Kinsey is my younger half- sister right? Is this also your revenge?"

"You can assume so if you want," Mark Tremont replied.

Dead silence was all that remained in the car.

After a while, Arianne chortled.

"Haha... Mark Tremont, I suddenly feel like, I really hate you...”

Hate him - this was the first time she dared to say it out loud.

Mark Tremont's long fingers moved, his expression invisible in the dark. "That's good."

Returning to the Tremont Estate, Arianne laid herself down in bed after showering in the bathroom downstairs.

Soon, Mark Tremont exited the bathroom in their room that was only for his use and sat down before the French window as he usually did. With his hair still damp, it appeared that he was not going out again.

Arianne was restless once the

thought of them both going to sleep in the same bed crossed her mind. In addition to what happened during the day, she was incredibly on edge, unable to calm herself down. Content belongs to Novelxo.org

The crisp sound of a lighter sounded but the room did not smell of cigarettes. When Arianne cast her gaze on Mark Tremont, the latter was putting down the cigarette between his fingers. From his side profile, it looked like he was pondering. Content belongs to Novelxo.org

All of a sudden, his mobile phone rang. Each note was shrill and intrusive to such a quiet night like this.

"Hello." He picked up the call.

Aery Kinsey's cutesy voice came from the phone. It was quiet but Arianne could still hear it.

"Mark dear, are you not coming to see me tonight? I miss you..."

"Mark Tremont! Are you not sleeping yet?" Arianne sat up and announced.

Her voice was not the softest, certainly Aery Kinsey could hear her as well.

She did not know what she was thinking, but there was a rush of impulse that propelled her to make herself heard.

Mark Tremont slightly raised his brow and side-eyed her before telling Aery Kinsey, "I'm not free tonight."

After that, he hung up immediately and looked at Arianne with a tug of his lips that resembled a smile.

Even when he said nothing, Arianne felt her conscience frightened under his gaze. She quickly lay down and covered herself in the blanket.

"I... I'm sleeping first..."

Swiftly, Arianne felt the spot behind her sink slightly. She shut her eyes tight, not knowing if he would be angered by what she had done just now. Content belongs to

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Strong arms then brushed past her waist, Mark Tremont's clear voice sounded

straight to Arianne's heart.

"I'll give you a chance tonight."