Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 417

Arianne followed her line of sight, and her heart skipped a beat. Mark was as eye-catching as ever even when he’s surrounded by a crowd. She could not miss him even if she tried. She was not sure if it was due to the alcohol, but she was not as afraid as she usually would be. For an extra dose of courage, she poured herself another glass and downed it. “Tiffie, I’ve got to go. Call me if you need anything…”

Mark and his group of bodyguards arrived at their booth soon after. Arianne bravely threw herself into his embrace before he lost his temper. “I was out having dinner with Tiffie, and it was still early so we came here. What are you doing here?”

Mark’s face looked grim. The inebriated expression on her face made him boil over with rage. He forced himself to restrain his temper. “I came for you. Let’s go home.”

Arianne secretly waved goodbye to Tiffany and left the bar with Mark. She discovered Jackson was also in the bar, and he had been the one who disclosed her location to Mark!

“How much longer did you plan on sticking around if Jackson didn’t tell me about this? Who told you to come here? Do you have any idea how dangerous it is for girls to get drunk in a place like this? Have you been listening to me at all? Do you want to meet your maker?”

Arianne acted meek and obedient when faced with Mark’s wrath. “I understand… I won’t set foot into these kinds of places again. If I ever do, I’ll ask you to come along. Will that be okay?”

He took a deep breath and massaged his temples, alleviating his headache. “There won’t be a next time! Moreover, I won’t be coming to these places again.”

She was too afraid to answer. Suddenly, she felt her stomach churn. She tried to hold it in for a while but found herself unable to do so. She quickly told Brian to stop the car, “I need to puke. Stop the car!”

Brian quickly pulled the car to the side of the road. After a particularly hair-raising bout of vomiting, Mark got down from the car and handed her some tissue and a bottle of mineral water in disgust. “I really want to leave you on the side of the road!”

She curled her lips, cleaned herself up before getting into the car again. She had clearly puked it all out, but the alcohol had numbed all of her senses, taking away the very last vestiges of her awareness.

When they arrived at the Tremont Estate, Mark carried her into the bedroom, looking thoroughly disgusted. He threw her into the bathtub before filling it with water. Before he could help clean her up, she flailed her hands, thoroughly soaking his clothes. He gritted his teeth and pulled off her clothes before taking his own clothes off. He really did not have the strength to clean up after taking care of her and cleaning her.

“Mark Tremont, you’re terribly exciting!” Arianne boldly declared, cupping his face with her hands, blissfully unaware of how terrifyingly black his face was at the moment.

“Who taught you that?”

She giggled giddily, “Tiffie said it, and I kind of agree.”

He smacked her thigh twice. “Don’t ever say these things to anyone else, you’re only allowed to say it to me. Got it?”

She responded in a similar manner and slapped him on the face twice. “Got it! Your face is so red. It’s like you’re burning up.”