Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 342

He had driven himself today, as Brian had some matters to attend to and took the day off. This meant that he had to face everything on his own.

When his car reached a more remote part of the highway, the black sedan behind him began speeding up. He hit the accelerator, and the black sedan did not fall behind. Both cars enacted a chase scene, straight out from a movie.

Suddenly, the only silver sedan in front of him turned on its indicator and suddenly slowed down. Mark’s car was moving too fast. In a fit of panic, he hit the brakes and turned the steering wheel. Only then had he realized that someone had tampered with his brakes! He knew very well that his brakes were completely normal when he first arrived. The only opportunity anyone had to tamper with the brakes, was during the tender.

His car spun into a median strip in the middle of the road. The car flipped into the air, then crashed onto the ground!

Blood trickled down his forehead and into his eyes. The world seemed tinted with a bloody red shade. His consciousness slowly left him as well.

The faint sound of footsteps slowly approached him. He fought to stay awake. A pair of black, custom-made, expensive leather shoes appeared within his view. He couldn’t move, and his position prevented him from getting a good look at the man’s face. However, there was one thing he knew — this man owned the black sedan that had been chasing him.

“Mark Tremont, your day has finally come. It’s high time someone else had a turn with your glorious life.”

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Arianne was greeted with a strangely sombre atmosphere when she returned home from work. She grew slightly suspicious, because everyone in the Tremont household took great care of her mental state. No one would allow her to be affected by the depressing atmosphere. Mary didn’t cheerfully call her to the dining table, as she usually would. Instead, she seemed particularly preoccupied. “Wash your hands, Ari. It’s almost time for dinner…”

She could tell that something wasn’t right. “What’s wrong, Mary? She asked, “Why do you and Henry seem so preoccupied?”

Mary twisted her apron nervously, “Some… Something’s happened to Mr. Tremont. He got into an accident after attending a tender. The car was completely totaled.”

She couldn’t sleep the entire night. Sometimes, her body would surrender and she would close her eyes for a moment. Then, her subconscious would worry about news from the hospital, and she would awaken very quickly. That was how she spent her night, in a muddle-headed stupor. The next day, Tiffany came to see her, “Ari… Jackson has asked me to take you to the hospital. He says that if you want to go, you’ll have to go with me.”

This was the moment that Arianne had been waiting for. She jumped off the bed. “I want to go! How is Mark?”

Tiffany’s mouth gaped as she tried to speak then stopped herself. After a short pause, she replied, “He’s still unconscious. I was afraid that you’d be worried, so I wanted to ask if you wanted to go to the hospital and see him. Why do you look so terrible? Go wash up and get dressed before we go. Otherwise, you might end up getting mistaken for a patient.”

They arrived at the hospital. Jackson and Eric were both there. However, Mark was not placed in a normal ward, so they had to look at him from afar through the glass window of the intensive care unit.

Arianne teared up. She covered her mouth with her hand with all of her might to force the tears back. He was perfectly fine when he left the house, but now… Look at him. His body was attached to all sorts of machinery. She could see the bloodstains on his thick bandages. He looked deathly still. Even his breath was shallow, as if he would stop breathing at any moment!