Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1589

Complimenting someone’s child for their good looks was a surefire way to delight their parents. Beaming, Melanie regarded her daughter for a good long while before remarking, “Millie’s a lil’ cinnamon roll, alright, but only her lips seem to have come from me. Other features came from someone else… I wonder, are those from Alex’s old look?”

Instinctively, Arianne stole a spying glance at Alejandro. He was feeding Millie with his head lowered close to the girl, having appeared to miss the women’s conversation. Of course, that was an affectation. Anyone huddling around the dinner table definitely heard them.

Melanie was aware that it was a sensitive topic to tread, but her curiosity over Alejandro’s past look—when he was Ethan—overtook her. Hence, she followed up with the question. “Alex, do you have your old photos with you? I, um, would love to see them—”

“No,” he rebuffed flatly.

Arianne furtively tugged on Melanie’s sleeve and shot her a meaningful glance.

After the dinner, Arianne and Melanie were left alone in a room upstairs. Arianne managed to dig up one of Ethan’s old photos. It was captured a few years ago, some time around their graduation.

Ethan had carried an air of a young man still wet around his ears, but his natural handsomeness still managed to shine, with some of his features even echoing Mark’s. One could tell that Little Millie’s look had borrowed much from Ethan’s original appearance, but since her father had altered his face to resemble Alejandro, Mark ended up the person whom Millie seemed to take the most after.

Melanie’s eyes were nailed to the photo. “So, Millie does take after him, huh? Honestly, he looked a lot hotter as himself than as Alejandro,” she commented, before asking, “Arianne, can you send this to me? I’d like to keep a copy.”

Arianne nodded and obliged. It was then that the observant woman noticed a curious detail and piped up, “Hold on. Was there a woman wrapping her arm around his shoulder?”

Arianne turned a little bashful. Truthfully, this photo was cropped from an original picture featuring Ethan and Tiffany; though she remembered to cut away Tiffie in entirety, she had forgotten about the arm that remained.

“Thanks for the ride, Melanie. Be careful while on the road,” she said. “We should hang out again sometime, like a meal or something. How’s that sound?”

Melanie agreed immediately. “Count me in! Let’s get Tiffany onboard too, alright? I heard how tight Jackson’s watching her these days. I can only imagine how bored out of her wits she must be.”

Arianne affirmed her suggestion with a chuckle. She watched Melanie’s car vanish into the distance before finally turning back into the house.

She could not help but admire Melanie’s forgiving nature. She might not even be able to befriend Mark’s ex the way Melanie did if Arianne were in her shoes.

That night, Mark came home as late as he had said. By the time he was back, it was already the wee hours of the morning.