Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 888

Arianne couldn’t seem to see it as clearly as Mark, probably because of her youth. “I can’t get used to it. This was a huge blow to Tiffie. It gets even more frustrating every time I think of it. I’ve lost my appetite for dinner. You eat. Give me the baby.”

Mark turned to the side, evading her reach towards the baby. “Eat your dinner. What if you deprive little Smore of his milk? You’re not alone now, as you have a little one to care for. You have to eat. Have a bowl of soup that Mary made in the kitchen. Hurry up.”

She really wasn’t in the mood to eat, but she couldn’t bear with Mark’s nagging, so she forced a bowl of soup down her throat. That was the end of it.

At night, the pair slept together during bedtime. Mark reached out to hug her as usual. She instinctively thought that he was trying to initiate conjugal relations and mumbled, “Not tonight, I’m exhausted…”

He laughed. “What are you thinking? Do you think that I’m made of iron, as if I’m not exhausted too? I just want to hold you. Go to sleep, stop overthinking. I understand how important Tiffany is to you, but this is a path in her life that she has to experience. Let her do it on her own. As her friend, you can only talk to her and console her. Alright. Sleep.”

…

Just as she turned around and walked out the office, Eric suddenly spoke up. “Tanya, I once made a promise to your grandfather, so I’ll give you a piece of advice—a wicked person is sure to bring destruction upon himself. Jackson isn’t the kind of man who’d fall for such tactics. You’ve made a grave mistake. I’m very disappointed in you.”

Tanya paused in her footsteps. Her eyes brimmed with tears. When Arianne conveyed her disappointment in her, she felt nothing but anger. However, when Eric said it, it cut her like a knife. She had put everything she had on the line in taking this step, including Eric’s kindness.

“You… Every one of you, you’re pointing your fingers at me,” she said in a trembling voice. “What if I’m the victim here? What if it was just a drunken accident? I always end up shouldering the blame, as long as it happened. It doesn’t really matter why or how it happened anyway, right? Since you’re all in the same damned circle, I have to be the sacrifice, right? I’m the only one to blame?”