Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1750

Back in the Smith Estate, Melanie was feeding her daughter dinner. Alejandro would not be having his dinner at home today, which was hardly surprising.

Him calling Melanie in advance about it, though, was incredibly abnormal.

Truthfully, Melanie was cognizant of the aberration underpinning their interactions lately, and—to her dismay—it was rendering her closer to vacillating about the divorce she had so wanted to see through.

It was at this moment that the nanny suddenly hurriedly came to her. “Madam? Your family is outside the gate. They say they are here to see you, but… should we let them in?”

Melanie could see more than an air of urgency from the nanny. There was fear thrown into it. She rose, shot a quick glance out of the window, and found herself staring at not only her mother, but also the rest of the family: her father, her two older brothers, and other relatives who were shareholders of the Larks’ company. There were at least a dozen people in the mob.

Melanie held no delusions that they were here for a friendly tête-à-tête, but hiding was not an option, either. “Quick, bring Little Miss upstairs and stay in a room. No matter what happens, do not let her come downstairs,” she ordered. “Also, inform all of our guards to not intervene into my family’s affair while I handle it. Oh, and please… call Alejandro, tell him to come back. Remember, no matter what happens, not one of you should step in before he is home!”

The Larks were here looking for an ax to grind, and Alejandro’s absence exacerbated her trepidation. But if any of the guards got physical with the Lark while the master of the house was gone, then it would seem like it was from Melanie raising her hands against people who were her seniors. After all, other than her brothers, everyone else in the mob was her older relatives.

With everything in proper order, Melanie finally let the guards open the gate. The Larks sallied through the opening and spread out into a perimeter around her.

Nikolai was the first to bark. “Melanie Lark, you ungrateful little filth! You spit on all of the sacrifices and kindness we’ve made all your life! I especially tried to remove one of your biggest hobbles, but what did you do? You ruined it, and then as if that’s not enough, you’re actively wrecking the Larks! You are a curse, a baleful curse!”

“And now the Larks are crashing into a ditch. Does that please your blackened heart, huh?” Mrs. Lark chimed in. “Damn me and my soft heart! I shouldn’t have agreed to bring a misbegotten excuse of a child back home. Twenty-odd years of raising you—wasted! I can’t believe this is how you decided to repay us! Because of you, our family is crashing and burning and left with nothing, and that includes your uncles and aunts! You deserve to die!”