Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1309

Tiffany licked the corner of her lip in satisfaction after their tango was over. “Ooh, that was not half-bad! Now, stay right there like a good boy while momma makes you something yummy for your tummy like she said she would. You’re usually the one who serves me; now, I should return the favor to my sweetie.”

Jackson laid sprawling on the couch, inert. He was definitely spent.

He wished his “momma” would remain this carefree and blithe forever. He wished she had never known that nightmare personified known as Ethan Connor.

It was Saturday night. Jackson and Tiffany, as promised, went to the Tremont Estate for the “gathering.” For maximum merriment, Tiffany decided not to bring her newborn son with them.

Knowing that one of Tiffany’s favorite foods was hotpot, Arianne had prepared all of the usual materials and dishes beforehand. Tiffany was so eager to start that she leaped onto her seat and heated the pot, exclaiming, “You know me best, Ari! Just look at how fresh and juicy this beef roll is—now that’s premium meat right there.”

Arianne shot Jackson a loaded look, but it seemed to have frightened him instead. “Er, let us eat now. Why is everyone just standing there staring?” he said weakly.

Arianne rolled her eyes, annoyed. Just as she expected, Jackson’s resolve turned to jelly when the time called for it. Still, Arianne herself was not going to start the conversation, and she avoided being the first to talk by focusing on cooking a slice of beef for Smore.

When everyone had settled into their feasting mood, Mark finally addressed the elephant in the room. “Ethan Connor is still alive.”

Tiffany froze. “W-What? Why bring this up? Y’all don’t really think that I still care about his whereabouts, right?”

Nevertheless, the revelation that Alejandro had always been Ethan was bone-chilling. The devil who personally delivered her to hell had now become so obsessed with her that he would do anything for her. How was that for abject terror?

Tiffany’s body began to quake. “All of you… You knew this all along, didn’t you? I was the only moron who knew nothing. Sure, I’ve wondered, now and then, why Alejandro tried so hard to ingratiate himself to me, but I never found the answer. Now? It’s all coming together. This is the most preposterous and yet undeniable sh*t of the century! All of you decided to hide it from me, right? So why burst my bubble now? Why tell me?”

“We only hid this from you because you were pregnant,” Jackson explained. “None of us dared tell you this legitimately-insane twist. But now, the only guy who could tame and control Alejandro—the old patriarch, Don Smith—is on his deathbed. We thought that if there was ever a chance to tell you the truth, this was it. Alejandro’s in Ayashe at the moment, but he’ll no doubt return to the Capital once the old man has gone to see his Maker. He has been hiding under the guise for so, so long. None of us thinks that he’s gonna keep up the charade any longer.

“Don’t you get it, Tiffie? The reason why Ethan came back wearing the skin of the dead Alejandro… is you.”