Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1760

Since she did not, Arianne shook her head. “No, haven’t come across her anywhere. She should make an appearance before the wedding starts, right? Both families have gotta show up by then, no?”

Robin said, haltingly, “I… don’t think she’s coming.”

That took Arianne by surprise. “Why is that?”

Robin’s fingers closed around the fabric of her dress tightly. “Because she’s made it blatant and clear that she doesn’t like me—no, she hates me. When Syl told her about our wedding, she said, ‘Y’all already registered yourselves as married anyway; what’s the big fat point?’ She thinks our wedding is unnecessary. She thinks my family pressured Sylvain into planning one, because we somehow want stupid material things like a house or a car or whatever fancy-schmancy things only she can cook up,” she fumed. “She told Syl all of this on the phone. He thought I was already asleep, but I heard everything. The wedding has always been Syl’s idea—not my family’s.

“To be frank, Arianne, I loathe his mother to the core. I hate her because she hates me. She can belittle me all she wants, but she can’t do that to my parents. My family means jack in her eyes; we’re that worthless to her. So, you know what? The fact that she isn’t here might be the best blessing the Lord could give today. If she comes and disses my parents, well! Let’s just say no one is gonna come out of this without dirt in their eyes.”

Grave determination etched on Robin’s otherwise gentle features. Seeing flashes of steel behind a girl who was usually as soft as silk was quite scary; but then again, if the meekest robin might attack when it was cornered and desperate, then what more could one expect from people?

Arianne patted the back of her hand for comfort. “Relax, nothing’s gonna happen. It’s a fine, beautiful, happy day today. Even his mom would think twice about being an unreasonable—uh-hem—arsehole at an event like this. If she did disparage everyone here, then my advice is that you don’t hold back and give her hell. Everyone has a line other people absolutely cannot cross, right? If she crosses it, then don’t suck it in and pretend it’s nothing. Sylvain knows what kind of person you are, Robin, and that’s all that matters. As long as we know our conscience is clear.”

The tolling of church bells filled the air after the guests filled up the pews. With her father’s hand guiding hers, Robin began the trademark walk down the aisle to the altar where the lucky groom was already waiting.

Arianne suddenly realized how similar some facets of Sylvain was to the late Eric Nathaniel. They both commanded themselves with a svelte, roguish air laced with a glib composure that stemmed from their natural confidence, yet when they put their heart in it, the weight of their affection made them impossible to miss.