Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 800

Tanya was soft-hearted by nature, but it did not mean she was incapable of fury. “Oh, oh no, you didn’t do the worst to me, but aren’t you also denying me the freedom to leave this stinkin’ car, which constitutes unlawful detention? Huh? And boy, how about the fact that you threatened Tiffany by using me?!”

Beckett immediately unlocked the door. “Well, let us all pretend that it was done in jest, okay? Just give a call to Tiffany right now and tell her you’re okay, all nice, no hair harmed. I’ll send you back right away, alright? Just pretend that this is all a big, fat baloney my drunken a** came up with, okay?

“Come on, Tan. I’ve tried to make it big in the Capital for ten years. Ten frickin’ years! I was just upset, okay? Don’t hold that against me, please!” he dropped his voice into a plea. “If I ended up in prison, I’m doomed. My future is over! Please, my parents… My parents are still in my hometown, waiting for me to bring home fame and pride, yet I kept failing them. That’s why I haven’t returned home for years…”

Once bitten, twice shy; Tanya was apprehensive of being fooled again, so she asked, “But didn’t you come up with outstanding works in the past? You’re quite famous in the designing circle, anyway. Is that not good enough for your parents — not good enough for you to go home?”

“Yes, but that was a long time ago. After that, nothing I’ve done ever made a splash. That was the only year I returned to my hometown to see my parents with the money I’d earned. And that was it — until now, I haven’t gone back,” Beckett replied dejectedly. “Maybe this is why. How could you be satisfied at being a mediocre existence when you’ve once been something more? Please… I’m begging you to believe me just one more time. Please, please…”

A fierce mental tug-o-war later, Tanya decided that she did not have the heart to ruin him. After all, she saw herself in Beckett — just an outsider trying their damndest to carve out a spot for themselves in this city. She understood the pain.

“Fine, I’ll give Tiffany a call and tell her I’m alright, okay?” she relented. “Even if you can’t continue in your current career, you could always try another trade, right? You’ll still have a chance to make it work — as long as you don’t turn to crime ever again. It will backfire.”