Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 986

Both sides were at their coldest, least cooperative attitudes, and it was fanning the growing frustration within Mark’s chest.

“This restoration project is going to cost at least $100,000 just for the most basic repairs, and this is only the gross estimates! For a house like that, a house worth around $1.5 million, it will demand even more money. It could literally cost millions!” he said.

Arianne understood the reasoning behind mentioning the money. He was trying to make her bend under his will! But she would not yield, so she countered, “Oh, I see. Well, I have a couple of hundred thousand with me, so I’ll withdraw all of them for this and borrow the rest of the amount from you. Don’t worry, I’ll repay you. I may not be working, but I have a side income from my café. One day, I’ll return all of my dues.”

Mark drew in a deep breath before fuming. “Must you insist on talking to me like this? Who says anything about wanting you to return that money?”

“If that’s not the issue, then why mention how much it costs at all?” she retorted flatly.

Mark clenched his jaw. “What do you want, Arianne?”

She turned her attention to Smore and chuckled as she tried to tickle the baby. “Oh, I want nothing. What could I possibly want? Isn’t that right, Smore? Mommy’s so gentle and kind and hasn’t done anything wrong, but some people can be so, so grating, can’t they? Going out there and having fun while leaving us alone… Well! Let us ignore such a person and let him sort himself out.”

Her flippant attitude peeved Mark, whose patience was nearing its limits. Angered, he snatched Smore away from her. “Fine, I don’t care about what you want. But don’t deprive me of my son!”

Arianne sneered. “Oh, so now I’m the one who’s depriving you of your son, huh? As if you’re not the one who decided to put him aside! Well, then. You want to care for your son so much? Then have him for the night! In fact, have him alone. I’m not going to give a damn. Finally, I can have a good night's sleep tonight! And then tomorrow, I’ll be heading to South Park and go shopping with Tiffie. Don’t bother me unless he’s driven you close to breakdown, Mark. Then maybe I’ll come home and rescue you after I’m content!”

With that, Arianne climbed the stairs and went into their bedroom before shutting the door and bolting its lock. Mark was going to sleep with Smore in the nursery room tonight.

“Where’s Arianne?” he asked. “Why isn’t she the one feeding him?”

“Hold on. Didn’t Madam tell you about this?” Mary replied in shock. “She said she’s going to South Park, remember? She left while it was still bright and early out. It has already been at least half an hour since she left. Are you sure you didn’t know that? Anyway, she left plenty of milk in the fridge. It should be enough for a few days… If we’re running low on it, we can even mix breast milk with some formulaic milk, too. Madam prepared those as well—”

However, Mark was taking it very badly. “She… what? She left without my permission? Tell her to come back! Tell—her—to—come—back—now!!”

Mark’s outburst spurred Mary into shoving the milk bottle and Smore into his arms. “Alright, alright! I’m going to, alright? Calm down. Help me feed Master Aristotle while I’m at it, please?”