Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1782

Melissa was a timid child, so her instinct compelled her to slap away Lil’ P’s hand before diving even harder into Melanie’s embrace.

“Millie… What’s the matter?” Melanie intoned helplessly. “This is Lil’ P. Go on, Big Brother Lil’ P has a lot of stuff to show you for playtime. Why are you such a scaredy-cat?”

The frightened Melissa continued to balk silently at Lil’ P, her expression betraying reluctance.

Lil’ P was not the type to give up so soon. Quickly, he pulled out every single delicacy, snack, and toy he had been hoarding in secret. “Ooh, look! Do you want to play? I’ll let you have all these tasty snacks!”

That succeeded in seducing Melissa for quite a bit. She briskly turned to Melanie with eyes inquiring for her opinion. Melanie placed her on the floor. “Go on. Have fun with Lil’ P.”

At first, Melissa was still too timid to indulge, but it did not take a long time before she became accustomed enough that her inner predilection for rough and tumble play surfaced. Suddenly, the girl and Lil’ P were having an indoor romp so exciting that not even a few trips and stumbles did anything to stop her.

Tiffany’s attention coursed through the wealth of gifts Melanie brought. Surprised, she commented, “Sis, you could have just shown up with just your and Millie alone—what’s with all this extra stuff? As if our friendship’s gotten so weak that we need all these excesses to fortify it or something! What, is that what you think of our sister energy, huh? You think it’s gotten weak and faltering, hmmmmm?”

Melanie chuckled and patted her on the back good-naturedly. “Hey now, that’s not true! I’m only… trying to apologize for my brother’s gross transgression, you see? You’re also done with your confinement, right? When you’re finally allowed to go out, I’ll treat you to something nice! Whatever you like is on me!”

The entire exchange drew out a fountain of guffaws from Summer, who was shaking in joy. “I swear to God, this little man’s a chip of his old man’s block! Jack was like him when he was young, too. He wants only things that pleases his eyes! Hon, your husband always insisted on picking his own outfit-of-the-day! If he didn’t find it fitting his beauty standards, oh boy, he would reject the hell outta it! Heck, I remember… When he was three years old, he got this fashion obsession dictating that his shoes must leave his ankles exposed. Boy, if I accidentally gave him socks that were slightly too long? That lil’ rascal would rather skip school than go out there with his ankles covered! Eh, Lil’ P here is obviously taking after his pops, huh?”

This was the first time Tiffany had ever heard any stories about Jackson’s history of shifting kinks and fashion statements, which immediately hooked her interest. “Whoa, whoa, whoa! What do we have there? Was Jackson always such a pain in the butt, huh? I bet he must have tasted quite a lot of your fury, hadn’t he?”

Summer laughed. “Oh, Lord bless him, no. I hadn’t had the luxury of time to squeeze his bad habits out of him, had I? I was always knees-deep in the company’s affairs back then. I basically let him play out his nature and do whatever he liked. Honestly, he’s been a weirdo since he was a kid that I just got used to his shenanigans, ya know?”

Two coughs escaped from the ever-so-taciturn Atticus sitting next to Summer. Since he was already gone ever since Jackson was still a young boy, hearing Summer mentioning all these tidbits of his son’s life growing up was a surefire way to incite his remorse and embarrassment.