Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1828

Arianne’s mind was upheaved into a terrible confusion.

She hung the call soon and stood in the bathroom alone, desperately combing through her memory of Mark’s recent behavior to find any abnormality.

Arianne would not have ever suspected Mark before Melanie stated her case. But once the woman raised her points, Arianne just could not help but follow the way the conjecture went. Yes, Arianne very much wanted to believe Mark was in the clear, but even she had to admit that he had always been capable of analogous cruelties.

He had been downright apoplectic the night he found her with Mateo. And yet with the exception of beating that man on the spot as an outlet for his anger, Mark came out of the experience almost unaffected. There was no follow-up to the event; there was not even a mention on the days after. The way he had been acting was simply a far cry from his character.

The Mark that Arianne knew was a man who never gave anyone or anything a pass. Anything he perceived as a threat or an affront would be uprooted from his path completely with extreme prejudice. It was just not like him to turn the other cheek—he would not sincerely pardon someone just because Arianne apologized. On the contrary, he would hold a grudge against it.

When one really took all of his traits into account, it made her wonder—was it possible that Mark had a hand in Mateo’s abduction?

Arianne could not bring herself to continue that train of thought. She returned to their bed like a haunted woman and stared at the man deep in his slumber. She had no inkling at all on how to question him about it.

If it really was his doing… He would have deduced what Melanie was about to say from the unusual timing of her call, right? The fact that he could still pass Arianne’s phone to her without a lick of panic—he was so overtly calm that it bordered on chilling.

When it was the time when he usually woke up, Mark roused gradually from his sleep. He was immediately treated to the sight of Arianne sitting on their bed with a pale, haunted complexion.

He sat up and asked, “What happened? Why did Melanie call you at such an ungodly hour?”