Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride




Mark Tremont mocked mercilessly, "Do you want to see her, or do you want how Will Sivan is doing?"

Arianne caught her breath and got up, saying, "I'm done with my meal."

Mark Tremont looked at her coldly. "Did I say you could leave?"

"Is there anything else?" Arianne looked back at him while standing on the spot.

"Come home punctually after work tomorrow. If you can't do that, then don't even go out," Mark Tremont said and went upstairs, leaving her no room for negotiation.

If it were some other matter, Arianne could forbear it, but she had to see her tomorrow.

Gritting her teeth, she followed after him.

"Mark Tremont! I just want to see Tiffany!"

Mark Tremont's footsteps halted. "I've asked you, however, you opted not to answer me. There are no more chances."

Like a deflated balloon, Arianne felt incredibly powerless against him. However, she recalled what Mary told her, that she should go along with what he wanted and that a man's heart could be warmed... She sucked in a deep breath and went after him again.

"I'm sorry. Will you let me go?"

Entering the room, Mark Tremont sat down on the chair before the French window and smoothly retrieved a cigarette. The moment he picked up the lighter, he put everything down again and turned to flip a book. His tone was frustrated.

"Are you begging me?"

"Yes." Arianne went to stand beside him.

Mark Tremont glimpsed at her. "Who taught you to shout at me, then beg me afterwards?"

Not knowing how to answer, but understanding that she could not remain quiet, Arianne instead explicitly asked, "What do you want me to do so I can go?"

Mark Tremont retorted tauntingly, "What do I want you to do so you won't anger me?"

Both of them refused to budge. After a while, Arianne stepped forward and picked up the cigarette to extend it near his lips. "I know that I'm at fault."

There was a pause from Mark Tremont as he turned away slightly and spoke, "Don't you know how to light a cigarette?"

Reacting only after realizing what he meant, Arianne perched the cigarette between her lips unfamiliarly. Before she could light it up, Mark Tremont snatched the cigarette and took it between his fingers.

"Alright. I'm not free tomorrow. Have Eric go with you."

Arianne was puzzled. "Eric Nathaniel?"

She was quick to react again. "You mean... my company's current boss?"

Mark Tremont did not reassure nor correct her. Knowing opportunities for her did not come easy, Arianne dared not say more.

"Then I'll... go to bed now?"

Mark Tremont remained silent. It

was only when he stood up and went to the study room that he lit the cigarette between his fingers. He took out a photo from the shelf. In the photo, his eighteen year old self had already possessed a maturity that did not match his young age. He was holding Arianne Wynn's frail hand tightly. She was only eight then, yet still as frail now as she was back then. Content belongs to

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The photo was taken by the media when he took in little Arianne to the Tremont Estate. It was old, however it was preserved nicely.

Mark Tremont had stayed in the

study room until late in the night before he returned to the room. In the dark, his gaze fell on the bed. He stood Still for some time before laying himself down beside her and

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The next day, Arianne went to the office early in the morning. Just as she sat herself down at her desk, Aery Kinsey popped out of nowhere and began to bash her with

her purse.

"Arianne Wynn, you bitch!"

All those surrounding them were too busy watching the drama, that no one came to

the commotion.

Arianne guarded her head with her arms raised. When she found no way out, she took the folder on her table and hurled it at Aery Kinsey.

"Are you crazy?!"

Aery Kinsey screamed when the folder collided against her face.

"Did you hit me?! Arianne Wynn, let me tell you. You're only a bastard child my mother conceived on the streets. You aren't even worthy of being my maid! Your father killed Mark's whole family. He hates you. He'll only take revenge. Don't you fantasize about anything?Why didn't you die with your good-for-nothing of a father!" Content belongs to Novelxo.org