Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1093

Aery’s appearance had changed a lot. Her erstwhile garishly technicolor hair had been dyed to black. She wore no makeup, which made her look like a sweet, youthful ingenue. For a moment, she looked a little identical to Arianne with her modest outfit.

“Hey now, Ari, don’t misunderstand me. I’m not here looking for trouble,” she stated. “I’m only here because… Well, Mom’s sick. She didn’t want me to let you know about it, but I thought you’d probably liked to know and visit her sometime, so I came here. I can’t take too many breaks to care for her all the time, especially since I’m gonna go back to studying overseas after a few days. Sorry to trouble you, Ari, but you might have to take care of Mom for a bit.”

Arianne frowned. Since when had Aery become so… prim and proper? She called her “Ari” and Helen, “Mom”. The difference between her present and past was so jarring, Arianne wondered if the woman standing before her was someone else wearing her skin.

“Don’t call me Ari. I can’t stand hearing it from you. Leave her address with me, and I’ll visit her after work.”

Aery hung her head. “Um, I know I’ve done a lot of terrible things in the past, but I was young and stupid. I didn’t know better, you know? People learn from their mistakes. I certainly did. I’m different now.”

Arianne was not at all convinced. The sort of atrocities Aery had committed was simply not something that could be forgiven over a few words of apologies. “I’m not interested to know anything about you, especially since it’s got nothing to do with me. Also, I’m busy. If you’ve got nothing else to talk about, then I’m leaving.”

With that, Arianne turned and walked away, ignoring Aery’s repeated calls.

Arianne returned to the workshop and found unease gnawing her mind. Had Helen fallen sick? Was that why she had not been visiting her for a long time? She should, perhaps, check on her mom, after all.

Since the finger Arianne hurt was her right index finger, it effectively prevented her from drafting ideas or creating samples. In other words, It was just the perfect excuse to request a half-day leave.

Arianne filled the young intern helping on her sample in on the details. After making sure the intern got it right, Arianne left.

She arrived at the destination, following Helen’s address. She pressed the doorbell several times until Aery yanked open the door, her face shining happily while exclaiming, “You’re here, Ari!”

Bile rose within Arianne. “I told you not to call me Ari. It’s ‘Arianne’ for you,” she replied stoically.