Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1752

On the other end of the phone, Alejandro was rushing home as he yelled, “Don’t listen to her; tell the guards to do their thing! I’m rushing home already!”

Alejandro’s words were the shot of confidence the nanny needed. She immediately pushed open the window and yelled, “Protect Madam! Retaliate against whoever hit her—this is our boss’s order! He is coming home as we speak!”

The guards acted instantly. They swarmed toward the mob-surrounded Melanie and liberated her, who was already covered by battered marks and bruises. Mr. Lark, who had thrown himself forward to protect her, looked no better.

On a distant end, neither Nikolai nor Miklan had emerged victorious in their fight. Mrs. Lark just could not break them up.

The Larks and the guards resigned into a shouting Mexican standoff for about fifteen minutes before the shrieks of tires on brakes scraped against the atmosphere. Alejandro’s car had screeched into a stop right outside the gate. There was a very evident dent on its bumper—God knows how many red lights he had sped through on his rush back home that he got himself into a non-fatal accident at some point.

A man with fresh blood streaming down his forehead descended from the car. It trickled down his cheek and dripped onto his shirt, staining its whiteness with blinding red. The steel in Alejandro’s eyes and the gale of dogged ruthlessness his presence ushered immediately arrested everyone on the spot. No one dared break a sound, let alone throw a punch. Even the Lark brothers’ mano a mano had halted.

His eyes seized on Melanie’s damaged state, and he raised his finger to point at the Larks. “F**k ‘em up, so long as they don’t die from it.”

Before Melanie could understand him, the guards were mobilized. She could only watch on as a new brawl unfurled, eyes widened and mouth hanging agape. Instincts spurred her into yanking Miklan and her father away, the latter of who knew that things had gone way out of hand. “Mel, please tell him to stop. Those are your uncles and relatives there. This is inappropriate!” he told Melanie in an undertone.

Melanie wanted to make Alejandro stop, but fresh memories of being humiliated and beaten up came to mind, so she chose silence. Alejandro knew his limits, she was sure; no one would die from this.