Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 885

Elusive sentiments flickered in Mark’s visage. “Uh, hem, well… You must always remember, Ari. Never paint all men with a single stroke, and everything always has an outlier, and not every man acts like this—”

The corner of Arianne’s lips twitched. “That was totally not what I was asking at all! And also, damn, did you just throw your best bro under the bus like that? For shame, Mark. Anyway, I asked you if there was anything, you know, that is more than what meets the eyes in this whole deal. Could there be some kind of misunderstanding? Is it possible for Tiffie and Jackson to get back together after this ordeal?”

“Oh? Oh.” Mark sighed out of relief under his breath. “Er, that depends on the circumstances. From what I know, most men won’t be able to perform at all when overly drunk. From your telling, Tiffany mentioned that Jackson was so heavily imbibed that he basically passed out, yes? Then how could the allegation have happened? I highly doubt it. If sex did happen, it must be when Jackson still had some lick of senses left in him. But if he were, in any sense, even minutely sober, then he would definitely stop himself from doing it with Tanya. …Look, none of us were there, nor are we the actors themselves. The only way to really know is from the horse’s mouth, and that would be Jackson. I can help ask on your behalf, if you’d like.”

Arianne sneered. “Help ask on my behalf? News flash, Mark: your no-homo best-bro just experienced a terrible situation. You should be asking him as his best friend! Jackson exhausted so much of his energy courting Tiffany, trying to make her like him again, then all of a sudden, this happened and jeopardized all that he has done. I’m inclined to believe that he did not mean any of this,” she remarked. “You gotta ask him, Mark, but don’t tell him it was from me. Just chat like the two of you usually do while I listen from here. Go on. Put it on speaker. I won’t make a sound.”

Mark was not too eager. “Are you sure you want to listen? When men talk among themselves… Er, when it’s just us, we tend to use rather colorful word choices. I think maybe you should not listen. I can always tell you what he said after this, right?”

“Nope, I’m staying here and listening! I want to hear the truth, the bona fide, and the genuine. I don’t want a secondhand account from you!” she insisted.

Losing the battle, Mark called Jackson in front of her and let the other side’s voice come through the loudspeaker. The call connected very soon, and Jackson’s palpably weary voice asked, “Hey, Mark. What?”