Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1780

“Have you really thought this through?” Alejandro asked suddenly.

“Yes. I hope that we can live our separate lives from now on,” Melanie replied placidly. “I’ve been thinking… when my single life is finally back on track, I wanna come back and take Millie away, okay? She’s all I have. Everything else I can let go, but not Millie. She… She is my life.”

The air was gelled by deafening silence. A few moments later, Alejandro looked up at the nightly dome above and drew in a deep breath.

“It’s true that I’ve taken too much from you. I agree with your proposal, but on one condition: we don’t divorce right away… Because I want to try again. Do it from the start once more, I don’t care; just let me try again. A hundred days is all I’m asking, okay? If I don’t succeed in changing your mind—if you’re still dead-set on your decision—then I’ll agree to your conditions. All of them. I’ll sign the divorce agreement with not a moment to lose. We’ve been together despite the odds for so long… What’s an additional period of a hundred days, compared to the mammoth share of time we’ve gone through together? You agree, don’t you?”

“But why?” she echoed aloud, baffled. “You can’t even convince me to stay with you after years. How’s that something a hundred days can change? Also… ‘Start over’? How many times can you start your life over? I find this completely unnecessary; just so utterly pointless. Why are we even considering wasting time on it?

“Alejandro, I don’t regret marrying you back then. On that day of our wedding, I was genuinely, sincerely happy. It was a strike of fortune that I could meet you… before it turned into the result of my most baleful luck. But I accept that, you know, so let’s just move on.”

That was meant to be the last word on the matter, and Melanie made this intention clear when she started toward Melissa. No sooner after she took her first two steps than Alejandro snatched her wrist and rooted her into place.

Then, with a yank, Melanie stumbled backward and crashed into his chest.

He smelled so familiar. So familiar, in fact, it was threatening to break the defenses in her eyes where her tears would pour. She instinctively pushed against him, murmuring, “Don’t… Please don’t…”

It only made him tighten his arms around her tightly and refuse to let go. “Don’t go. Please.”

Despondence. The tint of despondency lacing his voice was like a spell that had bound Melanie to give up struggling. She was frightened by how much her tears were mounting to burst, and in her fight to press them back, her breathing became featherlight.

“I don’t want to lose a person who loves me so much… whom I also love back,” he breathed in her ear. “I don’t wanna miss out on the things that matter the most in my life anymore. I just want… I just want to be with you—to be good with you. I know, I probably suck at relationships so f**king much that it makes you disillusioned. But I will work hard, I promise! I will make it my life’s mission to be the kind of person you love.”