Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1242

Mark rose to his feet and straightened out his clothes before he bluntly replied, “You should avoid fanciful thoughts and just do your job. It doesn’t matter if I’m distancing myself from you, I’m your boss. That’s our only connection. I’ve provided financial aid for a lot of people. I’ve never considered asking for repayment.”

Then, he left the bar at once. He lifted his hand to sniff his collar when he entered the car. He made sure the smell of alcohol on him was not too strong before he relaxed. He could sense that Arianne disliked him drinking. The thought of her pulling a long face gave him a headache. He was truly helpless whenever that woman was involved.

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As expected, Tiffany burst into anger the moment Jackson arrived home reeking of alcohol. “Aren’t you supposed to be working overtime? So you went drinking instead?” Her chest was heaving heavily from her anger.

Jackson felt his scalp tingle. “My mom says that breastfeeding mothers shouldn’t get angry, it’ll spoil the milk…”

Tiffany laughed despite her rage. “Your mom also says you shouldn’t go out and fool around. Why didn’t you listen to her? Why did you lie to me? Who have you been drinking with? You have no need to lie if it was with Mark. So… Was it someone else? A woman? I was wondering why you haven’t touched me at all. Have you gotten sick of me?”

Jackson took a deep breath and wiped his face to sober himself up. “I swear, I really was with Mark. You can call him if you don’t believe me. The bar is a little further away from his house, he’s probably still on the way home. I was just feeling frustrated so I wanted to relax. It’s late, let’s discuss this tomorrow. Bed first.”

Summer noticed Tiffany’s indignant expression and how she was close to tears. Her heart ached. “You don’t want me to get involved? If I don’t, you’ll give her a stroke. Don’t ever do this again. If you want to have fun, either take Tiffie along or behave yourself. What do you think this looks like? Things aren’t the same now. You’re not single, you have a family and a baby. What are you doing? You have to be responsible, as a man. Forget it. It’s much too late, stop fighting. Go to sleep. I can watch the baby. You two can have a discussion, but no more fighting. Talk to each other calmly. Go.”

Tiffany did not want to lose her composure in front of Summer so she turned around and stormed upstairs. The stomping noises underlined how angry she was.

Jackson surrendered and followed her upstairs. Once they closed the door, Tiffany hurled punches on his chest. “What the hell are you doing? Here I am, taking care of our baby at home, and you’re running around drinking and sleeping around!”