Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1630

Mark strutted to the dining table and stared for a beat, not taking his seat.

Then, with one furious swing, he swept every single dish on the table to the floor. Amid the cacophonic clamor, he bellowed, “How could you?! I don’t give a f**k if you threaten me, but why must you do the same to Arianne?!”

Shelly was so taken aback by his sudden outburst that she gave up looking for her cane, opting to rise as steadily as she could with the help of her chair. “M-Mark, my dear! W-What have you done?! I’ve poured my heart over that for the entire evening… I… It’s Arianne, isn’t it? She told you, didn’t she? That little snitch!”

Mark whipped his face to Shelly’s direction, his eyes as cutting and deadly as knives. “What in hell do you want from me? You bereft me of my wife and son, and now you’re explicitly denying me whatever little chances I have left to see my family? She is the love of my life, and he the fruit of my loins! How could you? How could you be so inhumane? You’ve lived a crapsack life for decades, so now you’ve made it your mission to make sure no one else lives a tad happier than you did, isn’t it?! Get a grip! Your pathetic, terrible life wasn’t my doing, so stop taking it out on me! I’ve had it with you deluding yourself with this dramatic bullsh*t about how… sacrificial you’ve been to me. I wish I never knew my birth mother at all!”

Shelly pressed her hand against her chest, where a stab of agony had left. Her eyes were glinting with tears. “How… How could you say all of that? You would say these hurtful things to your own mother just for Arianne, wouldn’ you? Are you really blaming me for all the suffering I endured over the first half of my life, Mark? Do you understand my struggle, the tribulations I’ve fought with my tooth and nail? Do you know I’ve walked through hell just to return to you?… No, you don’t. You don’t understand it, do you?

“I can’t—I swear to God—believe for one second that Arianne doesn’t hate you deep in her heart. I don’t believe that she has no hand in that gruesome shipwreck that almost robbed you away from this world! But most of all, I’m not stupid enough to believe that she wants a peaceful life with you, because why else would she torment you by taking Smore away? She’s using the child to control you!”

No amount of reason will ever dissuade a woman who had dug her heels this deeply into her conspiracy theory. It was a realization that sapped Mark of every ounce of his strength to fight back, and so when he spoke again, his voice was evident of abject weariness. “Fine. You know what? I can’t be bothered to talk to you. I’ll be frank. At the beginning, I harbored genuine sympathy and respect for you, but now? The only thing your face inspires is revulsion. Is this what you wanted?”

“You’ve come back only to torment me, so stop using my welfare as an excuse to do whatever you please. I don’t need anything from you… I just don’t need you. I wish you never came back!”

“You mean you wish I was dead! Out there, all alone… That’s what you wish!” Shelly shrieked hysterically. “All of you wish I could just die and stop obstructing your lives, don’t you?! My sister did, and now even you do. What the f**k did I do? I’m the victim! And yet all of you keep gaslighting me as the one to be blamed for everything… Why? You’re my flesh and blood, Mark. I will move mountains for you; I think the world of you. And yet, in return for the heart I gave you, you wish I were dead!”

True to his words, Mark kept silent. Instead, he stormed upstairs in fury.