Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 830

Everything that Mary had said broke Tiffany’s heart for Arianne. “Ari, Mary’s right. Don’t rush to see the baby. You can’t touch him for now anyway. Instead, why don’t you tell me what you would like to eat today? I’ll ask Jackson to whip something up for you. Eat more and you’ll regain your strength. That way, you’ll recover faster. Or maybe you should call Mark and have him come over? You’ve suffered a great hardship to give him his child. You should let him see your frail and fragile state or he won’t feel bad for you.”

Arianne felt more energized. Thanks to Mary and Tiffany’s help, she managed to slowly straighten up and take a few steps. The pain made her too afraid to breathe too heavily. She never thought that her first time getting off the bed after surgery would hurt this much. A long time passed before she managed to gasp, “N-no need… t-to trouble Jackson. Ma-Mary… Call… Mark. T-tell him… to come…” Of course, he had to come. A certain issue between them was still unsettled. She knew him well enough to know that he was avoiding her.

Mary nodded as she waited for Arianne to finish up in the toilet before calling Mark. “Sir, Mrs. Tremont has asked you to come over.”

On the other end of the call, Mark agreed as he headed to the closet for a change of clothes. He surmised that Arianne was going to pick a fight with him again. That letter from Zoey’s husband had really cost him now. It wasn’t easy for them to enjoy some peace and tranquility. A single letter had toppled everything over.

He stopped to mull things over after changing his clothes. He decided to go to the office first and pick up Tabitha’s last will and testament, the one she wrote before she passed on, and the house deed. Perhaps these would ease the process for him… He was too afraid to cross a woman who’d just delivered a baby. He simply couldn’t afford to cross her anyway!

He arrived at the hospital and sensed the strange vibes from the moment he set foot into the ward. Tiffany grumbled at him vexingly, “Your poor wife has just delivered your child and is lying in bed. What have you been doing, avoiding her?”

He looked at Arianne and remained silent, letting Tiffany continue her complaints.

“How did my grandmother die?” she asked in a trembling voice. “Stop hiding it from me. Tell me everything.”

Mark held her hand soothingly. “You know that your grandmother was admitted into the hospital at the time. It was your uncle; he wanted to make your grandmother sick, so that it’d be easier for him to ask you for money. Hence, he deliberately snuck into granny’s room every night and opened the window. The chilly winter winds are enough to make a half a century old woman fall sick and contract acute pneumonia. When your grandmother found out about your uncle’s plan, she deliberately dragged out her illness. She thought… that her death would prevent you from being dragged into this. By the time she was sent to the hospital, she was admitted into Intensive Care. Granny had a talk with me when I arrived and then asked the doctor to write down her will. Then… I knew that it would be difficult for you to accept this. I kept it from you because I was afraid of upsetting you.

“After thoroughly investigating the matter, your uncle demanded for me to compensate them for taking care of granny over the past few years. I agreed, but your aunt refused the money. It’s true that I exiled them from the capital, and your aunt left willingly. Your uncle was the difficult one. Your aunt isn’t completely rotten yet, so there was no need for me to be so cruel.”