Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1592

Tiffany leaped straight into her commentary. “Puh-lease. I didn’t even know he’s that big of a cheapskate since way back. I mean, seriously? Bruh’s mad over uber prices?”

The corner of Arianne’s lips twitched. Sure, pregnancy could dull a woman’s wits for at least up to two years after childbirth, but in Tiffany’s case? She was probably slated to be this dense for at least six years. How did Tiffany miss Melanie's obvious act of flaunting her relationship? How the heck did the girl listen to that and think Melanie was genuinely complaining about Alejandro being “miserly?”

Melanie, however, was very amused. “Well, maybe he’s always been a big, fat cheapskate this whole time! Tee hee,” she joked. “Anyway, we should probably start placing orders. Remember to tailor our dishes according to Lady Tiffany’s preferences, girls. Among a bevy of women, the pregnant one is queen.”

Arianne could not stop herself from sharing about her woes with Shelly while the women dined. “So, girls, why do you think Mark’s so… against telling me things? His aunt just went through this minor medical operation and he’s forbidding me from visiting her. It’s like… It’s like he doesn’t want me to meet his aunt for good, you know?”

Tiffany waved dismissively. “Girl, banning you from meeting her is a blessing, okay? You worked your bum off caring for that broad back when she was in the hospital for an entire month, but guess what happened? That’s right. She didn’t give a flying crap about how nice you were. So why so desperate to curry her favor, huh? Just see this as a way to keep your positive vibes with you, hon; it’s not like that shrew’s got no one taking care of her in your stead. And also, who cares if those two got secrets they don’t want you to know about? As long as those secrets aren’t causing your troubles, why bother? That’s just so extra. Remember, ignorance is bliss. Mark likes to keep his little secrets from you? Sure, whatevs.

“Girl, you gotta start learning to be zen about these things. Watching you being a worrywart tires me out, for God’s sake,” she finished.

Arianne sighed. “But… That’s not what I meant, though? What I was trying to say is that… Sigh, I just can’t stand the idea of him hiding secrets from me like this. It’s like, he thinks we aren’t actually that close enough to know everything about one another. I feel left out…”

It was Melanie who addressed her this time. “Frankly, from what I observed, Mark is quite the aloof character, but he treats you as an exception. If he doesn’t wanna talk to you about something, I’m sure he has his reasons. Tiffany’s right, Arianne. Be more zen and worry less. When the time’s right, he’ll tell you of his own accord,” she admonished. “It’s similar to Alejandro and me. I don’t like asking him about himself, but if he feels like telling me, I’d be happy to listen. If it’s otherwise, that’s fine for me too. I get that complete transparency and intimacy between husband and wife is great, but I can certainly see the merits in keeping a respectful berth between spouses, too.”