Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1160

Arianne couldn’t bear to watch any longer. “Must you? What if I told you that he pooped on your bed? Are you going to change the entire bed?”

Mark was taken aback. “Mary, change the sheets.”

Arianne was speechless.

That proved that one should never challenge the limits of a germaphobe. Mark barely ate during dinner, probably because he kept thinking about his frustrations. He wasn’t even in the mood to hold Aristotle during bedtime. He even sniffed the newly changed sheets and duvet to confirm that there were no strange smells before he could lie down in peace.

Arianne couldn’t help rolling her eyes. “You should just amputate yourself if Smore poops on you. That would be much cleaner. How could you be disgusted by your own baby?”

Mark raised his brow. “I won’t give him the chance to ever poop on me. What kind of mother are you? How could you let the baby poop in his pants?”

Arianne pulled out a diaper and replied to him while changing Aristotle. “What’s the use in having diapers if I can catch him all the time? The more logical explanation would be that the kid is too young to be potty trained. Understand? It’s like you can’t even understand. You might be disgusted, but I’m not. If you’re not going to help, quit flipping out.”

Mark stared at her calmly. “Sometimes, you do act like a good and loving mother. When does Christmas break start for your company? Would you like to go on a holiday?”

“With Smore?” Arianne asked.

Henry and Mary joined the dinner table for the Christmas Eve dinner. Mark had given them a small envelope of Christmas bonus, as usual. This year, Aristotle had received one too, along with Arianne. Suddenly, Arianne felt that having a baby was a good call. At least, she could receive two Christmas bonuses, before Aristotle started understanding the concept of money.

Helen finally arrived before they started the meal. “I’m sorry for being late. I was delayed.”

Arianne did not display her joy on the surface but got up to pull up a chair for Helen. “You’re not late. Come, sit. Let’s have dinner.”

Helen smiled. She stepped forward and sat down then stuffed a small gift envelope into Aristotle’s pocket. The pocket was too small, so the gift peeked out. The half-exposed gift slowly came into view as Aristotle wiggled around. The envelope seemed empty. Arianne guessed that there was probably an ATM card inside. Helen was very generous, so if it was an ATM card, it probably contained a lot of money…