Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1759

Mark narrowed his eyes into two scrutinizing spotlights that grazed her face. “Has Alejandro committed any act of infidelity? Has he committed domestic abuse? Or has he wronged her or committed any grave injustice toward her?”

Arianne shook her head slowly. “No, I think? The only thing he’s done wrong is not having loved her back then…? That’s all; I don’t recall any notable conflict. Alejandro even bought her a limited edition sports car, you know—$300,000 and all! I think she finally sparked Alejandro’s affection. I mean, if animals could forge genuine, heartfelt bonds with other creatures they spend time with, then what more could we say about us humans? Melanie’s patience has carried her to this day when he finally loves her, only for her faith to crumble and give up. She’s put her foot down and made up her mind; she wouldn’t listen to me!”

Mark stayed his ground. “Same suggestion: stay out of it. Alejandro is the type of wretch who remembers scores. He remembers every. Single. Bloody. Thing.”

Arianne shuddered. “All right, all right; point taken! I’ll just… try to talk Melanie into changing her mind the next time we meet.”

Night fell. Jackson returned to the West family residence early after work. Since Tiffany’s confinement period began, he had been spending his nights here.

Just as he expected, the first question Tiffany cast as soon as he stepped through the door concerned their daughter’s picture. He was prepared to face the storm to come.

She practically lunged at him as soon as he was inside. With her face beaming with earnest excitement, she cried, “Pics! Pics! Picsss!”

He hesitantly passed his phone to her. “There, in the gallery. Take a gander yourself; I’m heading to the shower.”

Tiffany could see the overcast in his mien, and it uneased her. “Hold up. I-Is our sweetie… not doing well? Don’t… Don’t you hide things from me, hon.”

He cracked a forced smile. “Oh, naw. The doctor even told me that the baby’s doing exceptionally well today! Please don’t overthink.”

Tiffany pulled up his gallery app skeptically and started looking for the pictures.

Her eyes misted the very instant her baby’s image leaped into her sight. “No… No, no! She’s suffering, Jackson! How long must she suffer like this? I haven’t even… had the chance to feel her in my embrace since she was borned…”

Jackson started panicking a little. “B-Bae, don’t cry, please! Christ, if I knew you were going to sob like this, I wouldn’t have let you see anything at all! If you keep this up, I… I ain’t taking no pictures for you anymore! …C’mon, honey, please don’t cry… You’re trying to recover from childbirth, remember? This isn’t good for you, okay?”

Arianne met the bride while she was resting in the lounge. She was already all dolled up in a bridal gown that was unique, elegant, and regal—all Sylvain’s signature design flairs. Most crowning of all beauty, though, was Robin’s happy, blossoming smile.

“A-Arianne!” she cried. “I’m a bit n-n-nervous.”

She held Robin’s hand for comfort. “C’mon, girl. There’s nothing to be nervous about! My wedding with Mark was waaaay more nerve-wracking. It was only when he bent his knee that I finally understood that I was the star of the show that day!” she exclaimed. “Sylvain designed this just for you, didn’t he? I can tell right away. Lemme tell you, sis, this gown you’re wearing? There’s no other in this world! Hee hee, are you touched?”

Robin lowered her head bashfully and giggled. “Just one teensy-tiny problem: I already knew about this, so mm… Not too surprised, unfortunately! See, after his design was finalized, Syl took measurements of my sizes and everything, and that’s how I knew,” she said. “Hmph, can’t believe it hasn’t been part of his knowledge yet, despite the two of us already being married for quite some time...”

Arianne tried, but her laughter still escaped her. “Gawd, really? Oh, don’t worry. Knowing him, I bet he’s got your measurements all committed to the deepest part of his memory by now. Oh, by the way, I saw your parents on my way in, and I know they started out with nothing nice to say about Sylvain, but today? They are just beaming with pride!”

Her remark seemed to have reminded Robin, who asked, “Say, what about Sylvain’s mom? Have you seen her?”