Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1531

Mark planted a kiss on her forehead. “What are you talking about? She doesn’t dislike you, silly. She even told me that you two visited the beauty salon together just earlier today! Frankly, I think you’re just not used to her yet. Give it some time; it will get better, you’ll see. She’s really an easy person to get along with.”

Arianne was hard-pressed to answer him. She was averse to going against Mark’s rosy-colored impression of his surviving relative, so she kept quiet and hoped that he was right about things getting better.

While her head was still in a knot, Mark’s had moved on to somewhere else. His lips fell onto hers.

She shut her eyes, savoring it gladly. The air became warmer and warmer—until a series of rapping on the door grated against the buildup.

Mark frowned. “Who is it?”

Shelly’s voice came through the door. “I-It’s me, Mark. It’s pouring outside, and there’s this dreadful thunder right now. It’s affecting my sleep. See, I have a bit of a nervous condition, dear, so it's really hard for me to fall asleep like this. Can you ask Arianne to be my bedfellow for the night?”

Before Arianne could bombard Mark with hints of her refusal, her pigheaded husband had already answered automatically. “No problem. I’ll have her go over right away.”

Arianne swatted his chest and glared at him. This man said yes to everything Shelly asked at the drop of a hat; he even saw no problem lending his wife away! Gee, why was his libido suddenly so quiet? Do something to keep her for himself already!

Mark laughed, drawing her hand to his lips for another kiss. “Come on, go keep Aunt Shelly company for the night. I noticed her sleeping quality to be a little subpar—she often wakes up the next morning looking like she hadn’t gotten enough sleep at all. Maybe she’s got some kinda age-related sleeping disorder of some sort.”