Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 450

Arianne nodded. “Yeah, Tiffie says that she’s leaving with me. We’re planning to start a dessert shop, but we’re not sure yet. If all else fails, we’ll find a job and feed ourselves.”

Hearing that Tiffany was leaving too, the smile on Jackson’s face faded. “Oh… Have you girls thought about where you’re going?”

Arianne shook her head. “Not yet. We aren’t in a hurry. It’s too sudden, and we haven't decided on much yet. Right, can you ask Mark to give Rice Ball back to me? I have to take it with me; Mark doesn’t like it.”

Jackson suddenly thought that his best friend was pitiful. He was less valuable than a cat to Arianne. “You really aren’t thinking about taking the man too? Just the cat?”

Arianne replied seriously, “Stop kidding around. I don’t want to have anything to do with him again for the rest of my life. I won’t make it public that my dad’s innocent, nor will I have the case be checked again and expose him. I just really can’t live with him anymore.”

Jackson scratched his head and probed her with a question, “What if… what if Mark weren’t really the one who did it? What if it were only a misunderstanding between you and he has unspoken sorrows as well?”

Arianne would never consider these possibilities. “No if’s. Take care of the dessert for me. I’ll go take a nap.”

Seeing her closed the door to her room, Jackson called Mark and said in a lowered voice, “Your little princess does not accept your kind gesture and asked me to take care of the desserts. Also, she wants me to ask you for the cat.”

Mark was silent on the line for a while before he answered, “Tell her that I’m not giving it to her.”

The call then hung up.

Jackson heaved a long sigh and rested himself on the couch to eat the spoonful after spoonful of dessert. There was no sense of delight on his face. He had borne all the hassles to himself. He had always been a man who lived freely, but from now on, for at least a month, he had to come home punctually to make dinner every day and could not be out for fun. It was pure torture! If Arianne did leave, the one torturing him would then be Mark.

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For now, Tiffany did not plan to tell Lillian that she was leaving. She would keep it for later. It was one of those rare days where Lillian did not head out for mahjong but took her to visit their new house in the afternoon instead. It was still under renovation and there wasn’t much to see, but it was their future home.

Lillian muttered something and took the elevator down with Tiffany.

Tiffany only went to the junction for Ethan when she saw Lillian’s car leave. Ethan was already waiting for her in his car. Forcing the unwillingness and fear in her away, she pulled the door open and sat in the backseat. “What do you want?”

Ethan looked at her from the rearview mirror with a small smile. He was dressed nicely and looked gentle, just like a kind and righteous heir of a rich family. “Don’t overreact. I just want to treat you to a meal. I know that you’ve been good and didn’t do what you shouldn’t. I’ll keep my promise too and won’t make your life miserable.”

Both of them had zero interaction on the way. It wasn’t until the car stopped that Tiffany discovered that it was her old address, the house that the bank had taken back after her family went bankrupt. She hadn’t expected Ethan to have auctioned for it. She gripped the door handle, “Why did you bring me here? This is now your house, isn’t it? Aren’t we having dinner? What are we doing here?”

Ethan patiently explained, “I’ve bought this house for you. You grew up here, so you must be missing it. I’ve brought you here for dinner. Do you have to be so alarmed? Come down.”

Not daring to even think about Ethan switching into another person when they entered the house, Tiffany said, “We can go to a restaurant for dinner. I don’t want to be here alone with you!”