Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 411

“Don’t… Stop it…”

Her rejection was soft, unaggressive, causing Mark to disregard it. With a simple flip of their bodies, he caged her under him and pinned her struggling arms. Her wrists were thin, both of them fitting in only one of his hands.

Realizing what was about to happen, Arianne panicked. “Mark! Please don’t!” She was subconsciously repelling the act, an indescribable feeling coming over her.

Losing himself in the heat of the moment, Mark littered kisses around her lips and asked, “Why?”

Why? Arianne didn’t know why either. How was she supposed to answer him? They were lawfully married, husband and wife. Something like this was normal, expected even, but she was subconsciously resisting. So why?

She thought about his past with Aery and her three babies, none of them able to greet this world. The torment that she had gone through in the hospital was a neverending nightmare.

There was also her past, which she had sealed away, regarding Will and regarding the absent Sivans. All these had things to do with her, all of it a heavy burden to bear. If she were to enjoy peace in this moment, that weight would suffocate her.

Not receiving a reply, Mark thought that Arianne was only being shy and decided to take it a step further.

Arianne shut her eyes nervously, her body trembling. How much hardship did she endure before she had achieved the peaceful life she had right now? She did not want to break the peace. She could only accept what was given.

At the last moment, she suddenly opened her eyes.

“No! That…”

Mark was slightly stunned, as if reminded of something else. “I forgot to prepare…”

She bit her lips. “Then forget it. I’m scared…”

Silent for a few seconds, Mark got up to light a cigarette in front of the window, taking his phone out to send a text.

Arianne put her pajamas back on hastily and sat on the bed, wrapped up in a blanket. Mark only smoked when he was exceptionally frustrated, making the entire situation awkward. She knew that she had been a wet blanket but she refused to accept any blame. The doctor said that she could not get pregnant again, and even if she did get pregnant, abortion was the only option she had. It was basically self-torture.

During breakfast, Mark pushed his glass of milk towards her. “Eat more, you’re too thin.”

You’re too thin… His words made Arianne recall Tiffany’s joke, asking her to have more dessert and grow fatter, lest Mark find her too bony to touch…

It occurred to her that she felt like punching Tiffany. She couldn’t even look at the two glasses of milk in front of her, somehow relating them to something else.

Around eight in the morning, Tiffany called her. “Ari, did you see the news?”

Mark had already left and Arianne was now more at ease at home, free to talk about whatever she wanted. “Yeah, Jackson’s news, right? It’s not odd. Mark went to those places with him in the past too. Why’d you ask?”

Tiffany was silent for a few seconds. “Are all men like this? One man and a whole group of girls. I never saw Jackson as someone wild. I can’t help but wonder how many women he ended up bringing to the hotel.”

Arianne could decipher a strange meaning behind Tiffany’s tone. “Tiffie, why do you care?”