Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 348

At the dining table, she lifted one leg up and purposefully put it on her chair. She smacked her lips as she ate, and every time she tried to take a portion from a dish, she would purposefully inch closer to Mrs. West, or she would stand up and reach out to do it. She committed every single dining table faux pas that elite families hated. She even pulled a silly smile out of pretence, and observed Mrs. West’s face.

Ten minutes later, Mrs. West’s entire face turned black. She slammed her cutlery onto the dining table. Tiffany jumped in fright and became too afraid to do anything more. She obediently slid her leg back down.

“Jackson West, you’re not dead. In fact, you’re still breathing. Can’t you help Tiffie get a portion of the dishes? Has your height gone to waste? Can’t you see that she isn’t tall enough to reach?”

Tiffany was dumbfounded.

“Yes, I’ll remember that.” Jackson replied, “You can concentrate on your meal, and I’ll take care of her. Will that do?”

This satisfied Mrs. West, who picked up her cutlery and continued eating her meal. When she noticed that Tiffany had put her leg down again at some point, she lifted her hand. “No need to restrain yourself. Put your leg back up the chair. Eat in your most comfortable position. There aren’t any outsiders anyway. This feels more like home. If everyone were to pay so much attention to detail, then it’d be no different than sitting at a table surrounded by strangers. One should be able to do as they pleased in their homes. Home is where you relax. Of course, you’d have to be more scrupulous when you’re outside.”

Tiffany had completely come apart. Mrs. West’s unconventional methods made her surrender, and she was in no mood to continue with her charade. She obediently ate her dinner, displaying her true self. She was a very casual person, but she was raised in a wealthy family and had cultivated all mannerisms that were expected of a well-bred young lady from an elite family. Her attitude and habits were naturally graceful.

A smile appeared in the depths of Mrs. West’s eyes. She had been alive for such a long time and had seen all sorts of people. She had seen through Tiffany’s little trick long ago.

After they had left the West family residence, Tiffany stretched out her hand towards Jackson. “My fee, please.”

Jackson raised his brow and said, “Must we be so realistic? I’m still your boss, you know. Would I really owe you that money?”

The thought of receiving money brought Tiffany a lot of joy. “It’s good to be realistic. We’ve both got what we wanted. These clothes, too. I can take them off and give them back to you. I don’t have the money to buy these clothes anyway. You’re the one who tore off the label. That’s not my fault.”

“Take them off? Here? Really?” Jackson flashed a profoundly wicked smile.

“Get lost! Why are you so cocky? I really never thought that you’d turn out to be that kind of a person!” Tiffany blushed from his teasing.

“Alright, alright. I won’t tease you. I bought these clothes for you. The women around me certainly don’t have a waist as thick as yours. They won’t wear it, and they’re tailored to your measurements. Keep it and wear it,” Jackson got into the car after saying his piece.

Tiffany was completely flustered by him. Was her waist that thick? It was extremely slender! Have all the women around him gone through costectomy? Or are they all monsters? Wait a minute, how did he know her measurements?