Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1880

Agnes let out a hum of assent and headed back into the kitchen, her mind already back to her duties.

It was then that, suddenly, Raven descended the stairs from the first floor. Her body, already frail, seemed to have become a lot more enervated by whatever diseases that plagued her. Even her gait gave the impression that walking itself was too strenuous for her if she did not help herself via the handrail.

“Ares! Where are you going?” she called out.

Aristotle paused in the middle of changing his shoes. “Dinner. Is there a problem? If you’re feeling really sick, I’ll order someone to send you to the hospital right now.”

Fear undergirded her eyes. “No, I don’t want to go to the hospital. You know it’s incurable, Ares. It won’t help, and I’m stuck like this forever. It’s just that… You brought me to a place that is very alien to me, and being alone gives me anxiety, you know? Must you go? Can’t you keep my company, please…?”

Her tone was so feeble, so close to pleading, that most men would have found it hard to reject her with some sort of stone-cold surety. Aristotle, however, was not most men; he hesitated for only about a second before doubling-down, “No, it is somewhere important that I need to go. I’ll be back as soon as I can, but while I’m away, you can get help from Agnes. Just a heads-up: you’re not the only one staying in this house. Now, please excuse me.”

Raven had tried, in multiple past instances, to win just a bit more affection from the cold, cold man through little tug-o-wars like these. None of them worked, though. Her scores had been an abysmal zero.

Not this time. This time, Raven was not going to yield.

Just as Aristotle opened the door, she closed her eyes, tipped to her side, and fell backward.

Agnes’s shriek compelled Aristotle to look back, and upon seeing the source of the commotion, panic filled his eyes. He strode toward Raven and scooped the young woman up in his arms. “Prepare the car. We’re heading to the hospital!”

Raven was silently relieved. Going to the hospital meant undergoing all sorts of excruciating checkups, but it was a small price to pay compared to the good it would bring to her grand plan.

She would have him when everything was said and done!

Since returning to the States and witnessing Cynthia’s debut, consternation had grown in Raven’s heart. She was worried that everything was steering further and further away from her intended path. Hopeful at first, she had been trying to push Aristotle into confirming Cynthia as his biological sister, then later, his cousin. And yet, their relationship did not seem that way at all.