Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1608

Every fiber in Mark’s face that formed his expression froze. “Are… Are you crazy? How could you bring up a divorce at the drop of a hat like that?”

Arianne laughed scornfully, but her eyes were red. “‘Drop of a hat?’ Oh, no. This isn’t something said for the hell of it. I’ve simply had enough! Everyone else thinks I’m an idiot, and I agree—I am an idiot! You Tremonts… are just a cabal of bullies! Hell, you bastards dragged my innocent father into your stupid internal politics and killed him, for Christ’s sake! You people are the reason why I’m an orphan! And yet after all those travesties, what did I do in response?—I fell in love with you. I gave my heart to you. I married you and bore you a child! I’m such a punchline, I wanna laugh at myself! Stupid me thinks that we’ll be able to live together, happily, all the way till a ripe, old age. But all that you’ve done up till now has been a slap in the face, telling me that I’m the only one deluding myself. I’m a f**king idiot!

“You knew, goddamned it; you knew! You knew Shelly pushed your mother into causing that plane crash! You knew she’s the one behind it! You f**king knew she’s the one who killed my father! But you…! You hid what you knew from… from me. You kept quiet, said nothing—all for her sake. All so that I’d continue to forgive her abuses and tolerate her crazy ass unconditionally! Despite how terrible Shelly treated me, you still think she’s worth your obsequious devotion as you completely sideline me and Smore. Do I mean anything to you, Mark Tremont?! And all of the debts I owed by being your charge? I’ve long cleared ‘em, you bastard. In fact, I’ve never owed you—it is you Tremonts who owe me everything!”

Mark’s pupils dilated. He raised his arm mechanically in an attempt to pull her into a hug, but whatever courage that had spurred him to try sapped halfway through. “Who… Who told you that?”

Possessed by rage, Arianne grabbed the nearest pillow from the bed and flung it as hard as she could at him. “Your beloved Shelly-Ann Leigh, who goddamned else?! She told me herself! What, still thinking you could continue to sweep the whole thing under the rug to save her skin? I’m starting to believe that none of you Tremonts ever turned out right! Why the hell did you adopt me back then, huh?! Because guilt makes you sick? Well, guess what? While you were alleviating your guilt, your action doomed my life into a bondage with yours forever!” she bristled. “All of the things you owe me, Mark… How in hell are you supposed to pay all that?!

“Do you know why she told me all of these things? It’s because I’m your wife. As long as I stay as your wife, she will always be insecure. So, screw it, I’ll let her dream come true, then! Let me be free, Mark Tremont, for God’s sake! Just let me be free!”

Mark made no attempt to dodge Arianne’s attack; he simply let her lash out in lividity. He knew that the day Arianne learned the truth, all hell would break loose and leave behind a chaotic mess too difficult to clear. But Mark had been mentally prepared for her hysterics and was very cognizant that anything he could say right now would sound feeble, weak, and hollow.

‘Let me be free!’

It sounded almost like a plea…

Arianne raised her hand and wiped away tears from the corner of her eyes. She held his gaze.

“Do you know what’s on my mind now? Do you know how I feel? That day when Shelly told me the truth, I retorted that if… if you ever stepped through her door again, I’d consider myself defeated. Get it? She has been doing everything in her power to tear me away from you since the very beginning! Fine, then! Let me fulfill her dearest wish. Go and live happily with her, Mark. She’s your blood-related, maternal aunt, after all—the bond you enjoy with her is far deeper and heartfelt than some stupid tie you haphazardly made with an orphaned outsider. I personally detest the foolish emphasis on blood relation, but in the end, it was blood that completely decimated me. In the end, the only people who don’t believe blood relations matter that much are me and Helen. You and Shelly haven’t met for a long, long time, and yet the two of you act like a mother and her son. It made me realize how delusional I had been. I’ve bitten more than I could chew, and you… You make me feel like a worthless moron.”