Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1753

Melanie’s uncles, after going through the worst of the guards’ retaliatory fisticuffs, were quick to succumb. Slowly but surely, only Mrs. Lark and Nikolai remained silent.

Alejandro chuckled. “Oho, looks like we’ve got ourselves some tough cookies! Tough, and a sore to virtually everyone around them… You, Nikolai Lark! You’re the jacka** who pushed Tiffany down the stairs and made Melanie bear your blame, aren’t you? Meanwhile, your mommy supports everything her precious little baby does. Well, let me tell you, I consider everyone else involved in this fight today to be even—except the two of you. The rest of you may go after signing your names on the contract. But you two? You two get an extended stay… We have much to discuss.”

Mrs. Lark was frightful at her core, but she was not about to admit that. “W-What are you gonna do to us, huh?! You think you’re above the law, huh, hotshot? I’m calling 911!”

Alejandro remained unperturbed as he fiddled with the lighter in his hand. “911, huh? Are you gonna tell the cops that you trespassed on a normal civilian’s residence and then thrashed a hapless woman in the first place? Gee, I wonder if that’ll work! Sure, you people look like sh*t now, but this is definitely a case of self-defense. Have some sense for once.”

Spleen erupted within Mrs. Lark’s body like a volcano. Not knowing how to express that sudden burst of rage, her eyes rolled backward and she swooned, though no one could tell if she had genuinely fainted or if it was just an act.

Nikolai helped his mother to her feet before bristling. “What the hell do you want, Alejandro Smith?! It’s you who’s the jacka**—despite your marriage, you still care only for Tiffany Lane! What the hell is Melanie to you?!”

The woman in question averted her gaze, fully expecting answers that would do nothing to preserve her dignity.

Alejandro pressed his lips into a slight pout. “Which genius told you that Tiffany is all I care about? I’m only trying to repay her for the kindness she showed me for three long years. Is that a cardinal sin? You asked what Melanie means to me, but haven’t I already spelled out the f**king answer for you all? She’s my wife, and she’s untouchable to the likes of you, period! Will you guys only learn after some good old fashioned spanking?”

Contempt shadowed Nikolai’s features. “Really? Please. If you ever treated her as anything remotely resembling a wife, you would have tried having a son again with her as soon as her daughter was born. You’re the only heir to the entire Smith legacy; there’s no f**king way posterity and passing on family lines never crossed your mind,” he retorted. “It’s just so obvious—you’re looking for an excuse to nullify your marriage! Pfft. Had this happened anywhere else but here, I bet you wouldn’t have even given enough damn to intervene!”