Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1402

Mark responded by regarding Alejandro silently, his mind whirling with thoughts foreign even to himself. For some reason, it suddenly occurred to him that Alejandro’s childhood was even worse than his own. He was a Tremont scion just as much as Mark was, yet they were not treated equally at all.

This was a Tremont’s reparation, one that was a long-time coming and should have been done by his father. Mark decided that he was going to wipe off a debt his father left so that he no longer owed his unscrupulous, stonehearted half-brother anything.

There was also another thought telling Mark that, supposedly, if his mother had not orchestrated that plane crash, Ethan might have been able to live more a bit better, too, even if he was still never going to be treated as a legitimate son of the Tremonts. In other words, Mark might not be so much as wiping his father’s debt clean, but atoning for his mother’s sin.

Whatever the reasons were, they prompted Mark to grab hold of a piece of floating wooden plank and push Alejandro onto it. It was only strong enough to withstand a single adult’s weight.

In other words, it was a day when one of them had to die.

Alejandro knew that pushing him up the floating plank had exhausted all of the strength Mark had left and was rapidly sinking into the water because of it. Panicked, Alejandro gripped Mark's hand, yelling, “No, get up here! I’m going down!”

Mark pushed the plank as far away from him as he could. “We both… have families… waiting for us to come home… Doesn’t matter if I die or you die, this is… a tragedy through and through… We Tremonts no longer owe you anything, so do good with this life… that I sav—”

A cold wave swallowed his body along with the rest of his words.

Alejandro was saved.

Mark thought he was going to die, but he lived. In a hazy, semiconscious state, he could feel acute pain flaring in his lungs, but he was breathing air. Every breath brought in a sting to his chest, but he could feel lumpy, fine sand beneath his body. He could feel each grain grinding against his skin.