Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 203

The cloud of daze that hung above Arianne dispersed immediately when she heard the sound of the pages of a book being turned. “I can’t go out. You know my situation. You go ahead and send my regards.”

Tiffany sounded a little dejected. “Alright then… I’ll ask him what’s going on when we meet. How can there be an accident out of the blue? If it’s really the Galenas, I won’t forgive them!”

Arianne’s conscience clawed at her, she was feeling guilty on Mark’s behalf. “Sure… Off you go… I haven’t even gotten up from bed. I’m hanging up.” After she hung up, she stayed in bed a little longer before finally going into the bathroom to freshen up.

Since she had spent most of her time in bed recently, she discovered her hair had grown longer. It got tangled when she was sleeping last night, and no matter what she did, she could not comb the knots out. Just when she found a pair of scissors and was about to snip it off, a pair of fair hands stopped her.

“Give me the hairbrush.”

Bewildered, Arianne instinctively passed the comb to Mark. She had no idea when he had come in.

He was careful when he combed her hair, she did not even feel any pain. As she looked at their reflections in the mirror, she realized how rare it was for there to be peace between them. She fell into a trance as she reminisced about how he used to comb her hair when she was younger. It was quite embarrassing really. She had yet to learn how to comb her hair despite being eight years old at that time. Before the plane crash, her father, Zachary, was the one who had brushed her hair and tied her hair. After he died, her hair was always unkempt. When she finally moved to the Tremont Estate, Mark could not stand the state of her hair so he had combed it for her albeit reluctantly and disdainfully. Suddenly, she asked, “Do you hate me?”

“I do.” His answer was immediate.

“Oh.” She acknowledged nonchalantly.

“Done. Go downstairs for breakfast.” Mark put down the hairbrush before he began to brush his teeth without any readable emotion on his face.