Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1627

Tiffany blew up in an instant. “What the hell?! So, that’s why you’ve suddenly moved. It’s because of that godawful Karen, after all! Is Mark braindead or what? I can’t believe he’d let you move out of a place you should belong!”

Arianne smiled. “Will you believe me if I say Mark’s gonna come here every single night without fail? I think it’ll be way more bizarre if he keeps going back to the estate and stares at Shelly-Ann Leigh’s face all night long.”

Tiffany understood her immediately. “Aha! So it turns out nothing’s changed even after you moved out, after all. You three happy family are just changed into a new home, which is awesome, ‘cause we’re all leaving that old b*tch alone.”

Smore, who was standing before the French window and looking outside, suddenly cried out in excitement, “Mommy, look, a bird!”

This kid had never been to a building that was rather tall, so now, everything was so cool and exciting to him. Arianne hummed absent-mindedly at the child’s exclamation before returning to the topic at hand with Tiffany. “Since I’ve just moved in, there’s nothing here. Wanna go have some lunch outside together? Mary’s coming about late afternoon or so to help me unpack and tidy things up. Tomorrow, I’ll be able to go to work again.”

Tiffany caressed the bump in her belly. “I’m in! Quick, let’s seize this chance when Jackson isn’t around and let me have something with a bit more… oomph. Yes, more seasonings, more spices—and don’t you snitch on me about this, hon. I’m craving for food that doesn’t taste like your average normal water!”

By the time the group had returned from eating, Mary was already waiting right outside the door. The expression on her face seemed to exude eagerness to join Arianne.

She gave the key to Mary and told her, “This is the only key I got, apparently. You should make a copy of it when you’re free, Mary. I gave the back-up key to Mark already.”

“Okay. I’ll start unpacking and tidy things up right now. Yours and Smore’s clothes shouldn’t be cooped up in suitcases for too long, after all,” she replied. “Anyway, you can go and hang out with Tiffany. I can finish all of these by myself.”