Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1882

Cynthia stuck her tongue out at Jackson before turning to take a sip of the wine, letting its sweetness pervade her tongue. She fell in love with it at first taste. “Mm, it’s good!”

Aristotle’s lips curled slightly. “Don’t drink too much.”

Tiffany considered him and mulled her question over for a while, before finally asking, “So… You tied down to a girl yet?”

That came out of nowhere. Aristotle had to reel back a little after his initial bewilderment. “Wha? No. Of course not. Why did you ask?” he replied. “I’m afraid my busy life has provided me no luxury of time to look for one.”

Cynthia’s tongue moved on its own. “But you brought a girl back home already,” she blurted out. “How’s that a no?”

Aristotle seemed a little helpless. “No, you misunderstand. She’s just a schoolmate. A bit more than an acquaintance, but not much. Her stay is temporary.”

Tiffany let out a long sigh of relief. “Ohhhhh! Well, that’s good news! I really thought you were taken.”

Sitting next to her, Jackson had to furtively nudge his wife. “All right, that’s enough distraction from dinner. What’s with the questions? Aristotle is a grown man with his own agency, hon.”

Tiffany pursed her lips, obviously unhappy and reluctant that her interrogation had to end so soon.

“Who’s that? Is it that ‘Rey’ gal again?” Tiffany wondered aloud. “It was her the last time too, wasn’t it? You sure she’s just a ‘schoolmate’, hon? She strikes me as a clingy type—almost as if she’s your girlfriend or something!”

Tiffany had always detested clingy women, but she reserved extra contempt for those who cling to their men at the most inopportune times. On the subject of this mysterious ‘Rey’ though, all of her knowledge was secondhand information from Cynthia, who never kept secrets from her growing up. What particularly ticked Tiffany off was how it was always Raven’s calls that took Aristotle away from them. He was practically like a son to her, yet even after finally returning home, this woman kept depriving Tiffany from enjoying him hanging out with the family.

Aristotle, not wanting to worry them, decided against divulging the details about Raven. “It’s fine. She’s got a sickly constitution and is currently lying in the hospital, so I need to check on her and see if she’s okay. Pa West, please join me tomorrow in the company, okay?” he said. “Don’t worry. I’m not going abroad anymore; we’ll have plenty of time to catch up and hang out like a family again. But today, you must excuse me.”

Tiffany waited until he left before finally releasing her spleen as an epic nag against her daughter. “God, look at you! I can’t believe you fail to keep someone who’s grown up alongside you for life firmly in your hand! Whoever that chick ‘Rey’ is—who the hell does she think she is, huh, snatching your brother away like that all the time with her stupid phone calls?! She’s practically owning you, Cindy, and you’re not even gonna react? Don’t tell me you’re taking the L already, young lady! I, for one, don’t believe that there’s anyone in this entire goddamned world who’s better suited to be a bride to the Tremont family, be it in terms of social status or whatever! …Christ, I’ve practically written you a script that ends with you two being together already. You’ve got only one job, and that is to play your role! I swear to God, if your Aunt Arianne knew just how spineless you are, she’d leap up from her bed and choke you for losing this hard!”