Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 711

Just the reminder of how Lynn had bedeviled her caused Tiffany’s flames to flare. “Frickin’ Lynn Brooks! According to Jackson, all they ever had was sex. God knows if they were ever beyond physical.”

Mark looked a little stunned because admittedly, he did not know Lynn quite well. “I don’t really know much about this,” he said. “You should probably chat with Ari instead.”

Mark retreated to his study unprompted after dinner, tacitly providing the girls with their space. Immediately after he left, Tiffany was like a stuffed box kicked open — nothing, from Grant’s issue to Alejandro Smith’s dramatic debut, was left out. When her account arrived at the part involving Lynn, Tiffany was evidently gritting her teeth. “Sh*ts between me and Jackson have never blown out to this proportion before! He frickin’ smashed things! The tone he used in the office, Ari, you have no idea just how… how much it stung. I was so — so angry that I could almost burst into tears right there! And then he gotta’ rub salt in my wound and say he’s gonna deduct my wage! God, this is infuriating! Urgh!!”

“I think… I think Jackson’s just upset that you didn’t look to him for help for your trouble, especially since both of you occupy a significant place in each other’s hearts,” Arianne mused out loud after a beat. “Must have hurt his feelings when the one who solved his woman’s problem was some unrelated rando, I bet. Then you went to have lunch with this Alejandro behind his back — it’s a no-no for partners to have meals with the opposite gender, so of course he’s gonna be pissed. I’m not saying you don’t have legit reasons to do what you did; in fact, I don’t think you’re the one in the wrong here… But Alejandro and his creepy involvement are quite suspect.

“That’s including the fact that Lynn — of all possible people looking for a job — was working under him! And then the two of you met within Alejandro’s estate, and she told Jackson about it. No matter what angle I look at it from, this whole thing just reeks of conspiracies. My advice is that you avoid associating with Alejandro from now on to protect yourself,” Arianne said. “He’s far from what he let on, I’m sure. Even his first appearance in your life begs suspicions — you, drinking as well as a fish? Gimme a break. Who are you compared to expert bargirls, huh? It’s far from the best; don’t you fall for his sweet nothings!”

Tiffany couldn't care less about Alejandro’s anything; she was too preoccupied with her trouble with Jackson. “Nope, didn’t even plan to continue talking to Alejandro, and I don’t care because the point is: me and Jackson are now stuck in this piss-annoying row, and it’s all because Lynn is a little snitchin’ b*tch and she provoked him into being mad!” she fumed. “He even said braindead things like ‘oh, so you can eat with some other guys, but I can’t have any contact with Lynn?’ Like hello, mistah, I’ve never had sex with Alejandro, bruh! Can I say the same for you and Lynn? – God, just thinking about this past between them frustrates me!”

Arianne let out a good-natured chuckle to mollify her friend. “Alright, Tiffie, let’s calm down. If you don’t feel comfortable seeing him tonight, then don’t go home just yet. Wait until his steam’s all blown off and he comes to you all friendly, and you’ll feel much better too, right? I mean, you lap up his super make-woman-happy tricks, don’t you? Jackson’s past escapades might have been a vice, but damn if he didn’t learn how to melt a woman’s heart into a puddle.”

The couch cushion in Tiffany’s hand was close to changing into a new shape. “Yeah, I’m gonna do just that! I’m not going back tonight. I wanna see if he remembers me!”