Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 4

The dean beside him grinned. “Mr. Tremont, are you referring to… Will Sivan? You’ve probably heard of him, one of the three young masters of the Sivan family. He’s in his junior year now. The three of them are usually together.”

“Next time, I don’t want to see him again at Southline University. No, in the whole capital,” Mark Tremont said emotionlessly as he turned to leave.

A few steps later, he halted. “And I’ll fully sponsor Arianne Wynn, anonymously.”

The dean bowed his head quickly.

“Of course, of course. Have a good day.”

…

After classes, Arianne Wynn dragged her lethargic self as she pushed her bicycle to the campus gate, standing to wait for Will Sivan to return his scarf.

“Ari, are you waiting for Will? He went home at noon, he said he has some family matters.”

Tiffany Lane walked to her and took out a small bag from her purse.

“Here you go, cold medicine, he asked me to give you this. Medication for fevers is also inside. Remember to take it.”

Arianne looked at the bag of medicine but did not accept it.

“I don’t need them. Return the scarf for me. I’ll head home now.”

Now that Mark Tremont was back, she had to be home on time every day.

Tiffany thrust the small bag towards Arianne. “What are you being stubborn about? Even I know that he likes you, you wouldn’t have noticed, would you?”

A blush crept onto Arianne’s pale cheeks. “Stop with your nonsense! Bye!”

Having taken less than two steps ahead, Mark Tremont’s car sped over suddenly, skidding to a stop less than a meter away from Arianne.

Tiffany was about to lash out, but Arianne’s hand flew to cover her mouth.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. You can go back first!”

Arianne could already see the brooding face of Mark Tremont who was seated behind the car’s windshield.

Mark had no patience for her. A honk was all it took for Arianne to hastily park her bicycle to the side, hopped into the car and pulled the door shut.

Tiffany Lane was dumbfounded. She wanted to say something but the car had driven off.

Sitting in the car, Arianne’s head hung low not daring to speak. This was the first time Mark Tremont had picked her up from school, yet she felt no element of surprise, she was only flooded in fright.

“Gotten yourself a boyfriend?” Mark Tremont casually questioned.

Arianne thought of Will Sivan and shook her head nervously.

“No.”

At the same time, she tightened her grip on the bag of cold medicine in her hands.

“Will Sivan won’t be making an appearance anymore.”

Was he implying that he had been torturing her with how feeble she currently looked?

Housekeeper Mary smiled. “Yes, sir. I’ll make sure that miss eats well.”

While Arianne Wynn cleaned the kitchen with Mary at night, Mary held her cold hands sympathetically.

“That’s enough. Rest early. Stop helping me, look at your cracked hands. Ari, sir is actually quite nice to you. Stop resisting him. Don’t you understand him still? Obey him and everything will be fine. I’ve watched him grow up. He’s not a bad person.”

Arianne did not say anything, merely continuing what she was doing, mopping the floor repeatedly. Her entirety refused to see Mark Tremont…

The Tremont Estate was huge, though Mary did not have a lot of work. Her tasks were bound to be completed with time.

The clock ticked past eleven when Arianne built up the courage to go upstairs and knocked carefully on the door.

There was no sound or movement from the other side and she wanted to turn and leave. Upon a moment of hesitation, she opened the door and entered, fully aware of the consequence if she did not listen.

She made her way softly into the pitch black room.

“Are… you asleep?”

The man’s voice came from behind her the next second.

“Did I ask you to come at midnight?”

Jumping with a shudder, Arianne felt around for the light switch but something had caused her to trip. With a cry, she fell face first to the floor.