Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 60

Helen Cameran’s words bewildered Arianne for a moment, but she chose not to be bothered by them and headed back to her seat. She could still see Helen idling there out of the corner of her eye. It upsetted her and distracted her from her work.

After so long, she still didn’t make any progress on her wedding dress design sketch. By nighttime, she had no choice but to look at other various designs for inspiration. Her mind was still occupied by Mark’s marriage announcement. Everyone in the company began looking at her strangely. Disdain and rejection turned into cautiousness. At least, no one dared to step on her toes anymore.

An idea suddenly popped into her mind. What kind of wedding dress would Mark like? The final draft must impress him no matter what, so she must cater it according to his preferences!

Although she racked her brain, she still couldn’t figure out what he liked. Hence, she was still stuck on the wedding dress design sketch until it was time to get off work.

When she returned to Tremont Estate, she found Mark asleep.

Arianne laid down on the bed after washing up, her mind full of thoughts. Try as she might, tossing and turning on the bed, she just couldn’t fall asleep.

When she turned over for the umpteenth time, Mark’s voice suddenly rang out. “Speak if you have something to say.”

Arianne froze and even held her breath. Although he didn’t sound angry, she still didn’t dare move as she pleased.

Two seconds later, she recovered her senses, seized the opportunity, and asked, “How do you envision a perfect wedding dress?”

Mark didn’t respond immediately. Just when Arianne thought he wouldn’t answer her, he spoke up. “The youthfulness of a girl, her shyness of being a first-time wife, her courage of giving herself to a man, and her expectation toward a bright future. All of these could be expressed by a piece of clothing or a wedding dress.”

Arianne carefully pondered over his words and started getting drowsy. As soon as her eyelids closed, she fell into a deep sleep.

Tremont Tower.

Mark flipped through the sketches that Lily had just delivered to him and made a seemingly casual remark. “You weren't the one who came to deliver the sketches last time.”

Lily gave him a small smile. “Mr. Nathaniel attaches great importance to our collaboration, Mr. Tremont, so he sent me this time to ensure that nothing goes wrong.”

Mark soon stopped flipping and fixed his eyes on one of the wedding dress sketches. His intuition told him that the sketch was done by Arianne.

“Approved,” he said and tossed the sketches aside.