Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 884

Arianne’s sense of foreboding increased. Whatever happened also involved Jackson as well now?

She bypassed Lilian’s interrogation with some excuses and flitted straight into Tiffany’s room.

The woman in question was not sleeping at all. Instead, she was lying motionless on her bed, silent and still as a cadaver. Her eyes were puffy and unnaturally jutted out, suggesting that she had just recently bawled. Still, few could match in visual impact as the dried, untreated bloody cut on her forehead.

Arianne took in a deep breath before taking her seat next to the bed. “What’s the matter, Tiffie? What happened to your forehead?” she cooed. “Talk to me, Tiffie. You’re scaring me.”

Tiffany sniffled. Afraid that Arianne might go after Tanya, she fibbed. “It’s… I-It’s nothing. I a-accidentally fell and cut myself, that’s all. B-B-Because I saw Tanya… Tanya had sex with J-Jackson…! Jesus, Ari, it’s so disgusting, it’s horrible, it’s breaking my heart, it’s filthy and wretched and—It happened last night. Do you know, Ari? When Tanya didn’t come home late at night and none of my calls got through her phone, I thought something terrible had happened to her. So what did I do? I ran to Jackson for help, Ari. I ran to him to help me look for her. And then… And then I saw the aftermath. I saw it with my own eyes, and I’ve never felt so nauseated in my life.”

The news was a bolt of lightning that pierced through Arianne’s chest. For a long time, she could only stare ahead in shock.

When she finally collected herself, Arianne questioned, “B-But how could it come to this? Jackson can’t be that sort of person. I don’t think he is! He could have sex with any woman in this stinking world, but none of them would be Tanya. Something… Some kinda misunderstanding must have happened. It must be! You planned to tell him how you feel, didn’t you? That you want to be with him? How did it come to this? Did you tell him what you wanted to say to him in the end?”

“No. No, no. What else is there left to say, Ari?” Tiffany breathed, shaking her head. “My eyes didn’t deceive me. He was so drunk that he slept like a dead pig after… after that thing. Tanya was there, cleaning up the place for him. I’m not some stupid, unworldly little girl. I know what I saw. For f**k’s sake, Tanya’s f**king bra was on the floor, right in front of his bed!”

Arianne had no idea what to say or do to comfort her. The facts and details escaped her, so she could not say, conclusively, that Tanya indeed took advantage of Jackson and Tiffany’s vulnerability. Still, what she knew so far was enough evidence that this fiasco was nothing but foul.