Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 173

Having his sore spot mentioned, Mark threw the wine glass in his hand against the floor. “You like being a servant? Alright, I’ll fulfill your wish. From tomorrow onward, you’ll do whatever the Tremont Estate’s servants do! Now scram!”

She left without hesitation and went to Mary’s helper room. The room was occupied by four helpers and had no additional space for her. Arianne could only squeeze in with Mary.

She did not regret angering him, however. She would rather sleep in the helpers’ room than lie on the same bed as him. Whenever she saw him, she would think about everything he had done with Aery and Helen.

The three of them had torn a gash that would never heal in her heart, and that would remind her each living anguished second.

The next day, she went to work in the office as usual and became a ‘part-time’ servant in the Tremont Estate after work.

Although Mark had asked the estate’s helpers to not be courteous and make her do what she should, no one dared order her around. After all, they were not yet divorced. Arianne was still the Madam.

She took over Mary’s chores without a word, going to help wherever her assistance was needed and doing everything, including laundry, meals, and cleaning.

Mark used to only torment her without giving her a clear path of redeeming her sin. Now, he had at least shown her a way. She would rather redeem her sin this way.

“Ari, go apologize to sir. I know that you’re heartbroken about your miscarriage and your temperament went through a little change, but you’re still husband and wife. No husband and wife live like this. Besides, you’ve done all that I should be doing. What is there left for me to do? I have nothing else to do. What if sir dismisses me? Stay away from chores that you shouldn’t be doing and be the Madam,” Mary suddenly advised.

Arianne broke out of her trance and said, “Mary… It’s not as simple as you think… I just… I think I’ve had enough. I don’t want to put up with it anymore. I want him to hate me and chase me away. Then I’ll be free, truly free. I don’t want to become Mrs. Tremont by his side. Others wish for it but not me.”

Mary sighed. “You, child, are blessed without knowing it. I don’t know everything between you and sir, but from what I know, sir isn’t bad to you. He doesn’t see you as an enemy nor does he make you do dirty tiring chores from young. You’re just too obstinate. Sir was still smiling when he came back yesterday. I was puzzled when you guys argued last night. It’s rare for sir to be in a good mood, so how come there was an argument? I was shocked when you helped me out after work too. It hasn’t been a month since your miscarriage; you can’t tire yourself out like this! Listen to me, give in to sir.”