Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 243

Truthfully, not many women could resist a man like Jackson. Even when you knew that he was a playboy, you would still think that he was elegant and charming. The unintentional details would always reflect his gentlemanly manner and his considerate character. More crucially, he had the assets to be a playboy. He was rich and handsome. Even devil-may-care Tiffany felt butterflies in her stomach for a while.

…

It was past ten at night when Mark and Arianne left Jackson’s villa. Everyone had some wine during the dinner, including Arianne, but she did not have too much. She could feel her cheeks heating up but she was still clear-minded.

Brian had been waiting outside for a long time. When they got into the car, Arianne looked at the villa that turned scintillating in the nightfall and suddenly asked, “Is Jackson married?”

Mark paused for a beat before answering, “No, but soon. He knows what he’s doing, you don’t have to worry.”

Mark was Mark, he knew what she was thinking with just one question. As a woman, Arianne’s instinct regarding men was accurate, as was her inclination. A man like Jackson was unique and absolutely attractive. His eyes were friendly when he looked at people, he was handsome and wealthy with a good disposition, and he could handle any fight, as well as cook up delectable dishes. A casual time in the kitchen produced dishes of a chef’s standard. A man like him was basically flawless in modern times. Arianne was worried about a relationship sparking between Tiffany and Jackson when they spent so much time together. There were some people you could not toy with, not that you would be able to…

In the villa, Tiffany felt a little weak when looking at the table waiting to be cleaned up. She had to settle it before she could leave. As a part-time cleaner, it was more than worth it, as she got to have a free meal and the dinner tasted just like the food in White Waters Bay Restaurant. It was as if she had a free meal in a posh restaurant and she did not have to pay for it. She must still complete her actual chores.

After a short break, she put on an apron and began to clean, but her mouth worked as well. “I didn’t expect you to be so good at cooking. Your dishes are delicious. Your future wife is one lucky woman. Right, next time, toss your changed clothes into the laundry basket directly so I don’t have to look everywhere for them. And if there’s overtime work in the office, I won’t be able to finish the chores here in one day. I can’t really cook, and you wouldn’t be able to stomach my food anyway. Even my mom curses at me daily when she eats what I make. But other than cooking, I can do everything else…”

Looking at Tiffany busying around, Jackson was in a momentary trance. It felt odd. His otherwise dead home was suddenly full of life. It felt like the daily life of an ordinary couple, simple and homely, but it still hit home. It had been a long time ago, but he once experienced peace like this when he was a little boy… It was a distant memory.