Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 420

He was feeling slightly helpless. He promptly stopped teasing her. “I did. Did you really think that I wouldn’t? I’ve ordered some desserts for you. You enjoy munching on desserts, don’t you? You can try them. They are the most interesting desserts I’ve ever had.”

Then, he walked back to his desk and made a call. “You can send them over now. Bring two cups of americanos while you’re at it.”

After the call, he noticed that Arianne’s head was still lowered, and she was blushing. He stared at her thoughtfully and asked, “You can’t possibly be feeling shy, right? We’ve known each other for more than ten years now. Isn’t it a little strange for you to feel shy around me?”

“I am not!” She denied vehemently with a red face.

Although he knew she was lying, he did not expose her. Instead, he said reassuringly, “We have many more days ahead of us. I really don’t want you to be timid around me every single day. Relax. It’s not like I’m going to do anything to you.”

Soon after, Ellie knocked on the office door. “Mark, the desserts have arrived.”

“Mm,” Mark replied. Ellie pushed the door open and walked in before placing an exquisitely wrapped box of desserts on the coffee table in front of Arianne and two steaming cups of coffee.

Arianne unwrapped the box, revealing the captivating desserts. She was very surprised. The mere presentation of the desserts was already very special. Anything that was delicious to Mark must be extremely yummy. She tried a bite of a small cake adorned with strawberries. It melted in her mouth upon her first bite. It had just the right amount of sweetness. It was much tastier than any other dessert she had ever had!

“Try the coffee,” he suggested.

She followed his suggestion and sipped on the coffee. Its mild fragrance intermingled with the sweetness of the dessert in her mouth, creating a different flavor. “This is delicious! I don’t think that I’d be able to make anything as tasty as this.” That explained why he disliked the desserts she had made. Her desserts were horrible compared to this.

He walked toward her and poked his fork into a matcha dessert, then, placed it close to her lips. “Try this one.”

She was now entirely focused on the dessert and did not realize how overly-considerate and intimate his actions were. She opened her mouth. The matcha dessert was entirely different from the small strawberry cake. The taste was slightly more subtle, but it was still just as tasty. She ate every single dessert with single-minded devotion.

Mark simply sat next to her, sipping on his cup of americano. His eyes brimming with smiles. “I’ll have someone send a box over to you every day if you like them that much.”