Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1280

The first thing Arianne saw after entering through the door was a towering silhouette playfully lifting Smore.

Mark had returned. He had decided not to work today.

Arianne wanted to go past him and up the stairs, but her conscience persuaded her to not do anything that could signal to Smore about the fracture in their relationship. After some slight hesitance, she approached him and asked, “Not working today?”

Mark froze for a beat before placing Smore down on the floor, not looking at her once. He did not reply to her either. He just went straight upstairs and went into his study.

Arianne drew in a quick breath. Mark did not think the way she did, after all—while she was open to negotiations and cooperation for their son, it was not at all a concern to him. It was moments like these that made Arianne feel lucky that Smore was too young to understand the crack in his parents’ relationship. In fact, the innocent boy was now spreading his arms wide at her, asking for a cuddle.

Arianne looked at him and carried him in her arm despite the agony. “Have you been good at home? Had your meal? Go on, play with Granny. Mommy needs to talk to Daddy for a bit; it’s super important adult stuff, not for a baby.”

She had always taught Smore to address Mary as Granny since the woman’s age and seniority would mark her exactly that. Coupled with the fact that Mary had worked in the Tremont Estate for so long and that Mark no longer had his parents with him, it was only apt that Smore called her that. Besides, Mary clearly saw Smore as her grandson.

Mary could tell that the couple had a rather serious fight, so she quickly took Smore away from her before advising, “Talk to Mr. Tremont, alright? This isn’t the first time the two of you had ever gotten into a row. Just say it’s your fault and call it a day, alright? You know how hard-headed he has always been.”

Arianne did not want Mary to worry, so she flashed her a reassuring smile. “I know, I know. It’s alright. Please keep Smore company.”

Arianne stopped before the door to Mark’s study. There, she stood for a moment or two and reminded herself to be calm and composed so as not to make a war out of it.