Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride

Mark mistook her confusion for hope. The anger in his eyes burned even more intensely. He clenched his hands into fists before silently unclenching
them again. In the end, he left and slammed the door behind him.
As his car drove away from Tremont Estate, Arianne sat on the cold floor with her back against the bedside. She hugged her legs and buried her face
in her knees. Maybe that would take some of her loneliness away...
Mary came back three days later. “Ari, why did sir choose to go on a business trip during New Years Eve? Didn’t you try persuading him to set aside
work for a bit? You must be feeling lonely now that you’re left all alone.”
Arianne sat on the sofa and didn’t reply to her. All of a sudden, her phone rang. It was a greeting message from Eric, and a holiday bonus sum
attached along with it.
Arianne didn’t accept the money. She only replied to him with a smiley face emoticon and attached her letter of resignation. She turned her gaze back
to the magazine in her hands. There was going to be an art exhibition at Ayashe city tomorrow. She wanted to go and already made up her mind.
After all, one should experience an impromptu travel at least once in their life.

When Arianne left, she only informed Mary that she was going on a trip for a few days. Mary just told her to enjoy her trip and said nothing else.
Arianne didn’t have many clothes; only two sets. Just one suitcase was more than enough to fit in all her stuff. With that, she left with nearly all of her
belongings.
When she got into the car, she turned off her phone. This was the first time she traveled alone as she pleased. All she wanted was to experience the
freedom of pursuing the things she liked, so she didn’t want to be disturbed by anyone. Besides, Mark wouldn’t find her anyway...
By the time she reached Ayashe, it was nearly eight o’clock in the evening. Arienne checked in at a hotel and got some sleep. When she woke up
again, it was already three o’clock in the morning. She took out the magazine that had the art exhibition’s details, and started making a rough plan;
the works of her favourite artists would be there. Her resignation was a sudden decision because she wanted to start doing what she enjoyed. After
all, life was short and she didn’t want it to end with regret.
After daybreak, Arienne went directly to the art exhibition and spent the entire day there. Her passion toward painting was reignited once again,
burning intensely.
Ayashe wasn’t like the capital. The weather was nicer during the winter and the streets were very lively at night too. By the time Arienne returned to
the hotel after shopping, it was almost eleven o’clock.
As Arienne closed the hotel room’s door, fatigue almost instantly swept over her.

Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride
Chapter 71 You Are Not Fit To Sleep In This Room
Despite her exhaustion, she still took a shower out of years of habit. As soon as she laid down on the bed, there was a sudden knock on the door. It
would be more accurate to say it sounded like someone was ramming against the door rather than knocking.
Arienne was a little scared as she approached the door. “Who’s there?” she asked softly.
There was no movement on the other side of the door. She took out her cell phone and turned it on in case she needed to call the cops at any time.
Countless notifications of missed calls from Mark immediately sprung up on her screen.
Arienne hadn’t expected him to come looking for her at all. She returned the call in a fluster, but a ringtone she couldn’t be more familiar with rang on
the other side of the door. It was the ringtone that Mark used.
Arienne steeled herself to meet the storm before opening the door. Instead of a storm, Mark’s tall figure loomed over her. She was pulled into his tight
embrace. In his arms, she could clearly feel the heat and weakness of his body...
“Did you... think that I wouldn’t be able to find you?” he asked in a feeble tone that was devoid of his usual authority.
“What’s wrong with you?” Arienne struggled to bear his weight and nearly lost her footing.
Mark didn’t respond to her, but his arms gradually slid off her.
Arienne panicked. She clenched her teeth as she helped him to the bed. Her legs shook with every step. When they almost reached the bed, she
finally lost her footing and fell onto the bed with him.
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