Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1731

Mrs. Lark sneered. “You want a divorce? Okay, I’ll get out of your way, but only if you know how to settle those properties—if you’re thinking about leaving my daughter anything less than she’s due, you can kiss your divorce goodbye! I know your reputation for underhanded trickeries, Alejandro, but I’m not intimidated by you at all! We Larks are not some doormats for you to walk all over!”

Even when she was apparently fighting for her daughter’s share, it was really just for the family—none of it was for Melanie’s benefits. Once this realization set in, Melanie could not brook any more of her mother’s squalls. “Leave, Mom! Leave us be right now! This is none of your business!”

Mrs. Lark stomped toward the door, the racket of furiously clicking heels trailing her. Shortly after she left, she had the temerity to text Melanie, ‘Alejandro still doesn’t know this is your big brother’s doing, does he? If you snitch, I’ll kill you.’

Melanie deleted the message the instant she finished it. Even now, all her mother cared about was her son. Was her identity as a mere daughter enough rationale to make her the scapegoat?

“Did it hurt?”

She looked up, startled at hearing Alejandro’s voice, and scanned him.

There was only impassion in his eyes. She chuckled mirthlessly to herself. “It’s manageable. All these years she raised me, that was the first time she’s ever hit me,” she replied. “With that being said, now that you’re here again, this is a good time to return to our discussion pertaining to our divorce, right? …Granted, there was never much to discuss. You just have to sign the paper.”

Alejandro sat on the couch and lit up a cigarette. “I’ll ask you one more time: what exactly happened in Tiffany’s incident?”

No, no more words on this matter. Why split hair about the technicalities? Why pretend it would make an ounce of a difference whether it was Melanie who did it or her brother? She would still be a persona non grata to him at the end of the day. The only part where those two admissions departed was on how much trouble the Larks, as a family, would be in.

“It was me. I pushed her down the stairs. This is why… we must divorce.”