Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 518

Arianne took out Mark’s business suit when the dessert was ready. She had wanted to return it to him today, and Ellie was just the perfect deliverywoman.

“Could you kindly help me return this?” she asked.

His underwear had been tucked deep inside the suit before she packed it into a bag. Arianne reasoned that it was safe enough not to reveal itself suddenly, so she did not bother warning Ellie (she was too embarrassed to do that, anyway).

Ellie seemed rather startled by the suit. “Does this… Does this belong to Mr. Tremont?”

Arianne nodded. “Mm-hmm. It’s his.”

Ellie said nothing more and brought both Mark’s takeout and the suit back to the office. Placing the items on his desk, Ellie explained, “Mr. Tremont, your wife asked me to return your clothes to you.”

Mark’s eyes seemed to have darkened ever so slightly. “Put them aside. Anywhere is fine.”

Ellie could see the quiet, dark clouds swirling in his mien and quickly got to work. Unfortunately, her graceless movement allowed Mark’s clean underwear to peek out of its hidey-hole, catching her eyes and causing her face to flush in recognition.

Mark was thankfully blind to this little mishap. “Get Dick Smalley here.”

Ellie was nonplussed. “Uh, who’s that?”

Mark pointed outside and replied, “Someone’s bound to answer you if you call.”

Ellie was beginning to wonder if she had somehow lost some of her IQ. She had always been rather attentive to her boss’s every beck and call before executing all of his wishes to perfection. However, it felt as though a screw in her head had gone loose — Ellie could not believe she would be confused over a no-brainer instruction!

Luckily, she managed to regain her usual composure before she reached the common working space and called out, “Mr. Smalley! You’re needed in Mr. Tremont’s office!”

The door belonging to the cubicle closest to the public restroom swung open and revealed Dick, who began pacing toward his destination. “I’m coming, man—oh! You’re Mr. Tremont’s secretary, aren’t ya? I’ve long heard that she’s a knockout, but boy, are some things meant to be seen to believe!”

Ellie was so accustomed to these compliments that she reacted with blasé. “Just go.”

She watched Dick run and started toward the pantry instead of going back to her desk. She poured herself a cup of water and let it accompany the turning cogs in her head.

Everyone in the office respected her and ingratiated on her because she was Mark’s personal assistant, with some even going so far as to believe that the two of them shared some sort of furtive affair. None of these things ever spurred Ellie’s thoughts to that direction before, especially when Mark never stepped out of line and him only ever discussing work with her.