Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1618

Arianne shook her head. “C’mon, guys! I’m not down in the dumps or anything; you guys are just seeing things that aren’t there. Besides, I gotta go home after dinner. Smore only sleeps after seeing me home.”

Sylvain and Robin sent Arianne back to the Tremont Estate. By then, the time had come close to 10 PM.

Arianne patted her cheeks that were slightly burning from alcohol. She was not tipsy, but she still knew that she had drunk a little too much—at least two-third of the entire bottle was in her belly now.

She stepped through the estate’s gate and crossed the courtyard. It was then that she suddenly heard Mark’s voice ringing out of a dark, gloomy corner shrouded in shadows. “Where have you been?”

Arianne halted her footsteps. She followed the direction of the voice until she found Mark on a patio chair with his eyes trained onto her. Despite being outside, he was wearing his white indoor sweater; one had to wonder if he even felt cold sitting in this weather.

Liquid courage prompted Arianne to flash the man a grin. “Yo, we’re divorced, remember? You got no authority over where I go and stuff now. Besides, what’s with you not sleeping at this hour, huh? Hmm… Since you’re back here waaaay earlier than I am, you probably got Smore to sleep already, eh? Good! I’ll go grab my stuff and move to the guest room. Relax, I’ll be super light with my action so I don’t ruin your beauty sleep.”

She continued her path to the main door when Mark suddenly lurched and grabbed her by her wrist. “How can you inspire my faith in your ability to take care of Smore like this, hmm?” he chided disapprovingly. “After the two of you move out, should I reasonably expect you to not return home until it’s midnight more often?”

Arianne made a show of poking his chest playfully. “You reaaaaally should look at the time before you nag, mistah. How is 10 PM ‘midnight?’ Smore literally goes to sleep ‘round this time, so what’s wrong if I rush home at just the right time to tuck him to bed? Look, man, you might have been able to dictate what I can and cannot do in the past, but that’s not gonna fly now. So, I dunno, butt off with your papa attitude.”

Now that they were close, Mark could smell liquor from her, and his expression darkened even further. “Did you… Did you just drink?”