Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1332

Alejandro looked up and met Melanie’s gaze. “No, you stay at home and take care of the child. I don’t need you sticking your hand into the business of my company. And the last thing I want is to be dragged into some stupid fight with you while I get all kinds of stress from work. Also, next time? Don’t talk to me with that asinine tone.”

Melanie placed their daughter on the couch nearby as though she was ready for a throwdown with Alejandro. “What ‘asinine tone’ did I use? My God, don’t tell me you’re feeling worn out—not when I should be the one who’s sick and tired of all of this first! After all, look at my dear husband being emo over some other woman while neglecting his wife and daughter. How charitable do you expect me to be, huh? Or would you only turn around if I go to Tiffany and tell her to coax you back into your sensibilities?”

Alejandro’s expression turned icy. “Enough! Any attempt to get close to her and you’re finished!”

The poor baby watched her parents’ altercation from her spot on the couch and began to bawl. Melanie gritted her teeth, forced back tears of anguish, and steeled herself from rushing to pacify Melissa.

She could no longer understand what compelled her to cling to the hell she was in, especially since she expected stalemates like these to happen after Don passed away. For some reason, she simply could not seem to summon the determination to turn her back against all of it.

When Melanie remembered Jett telling her that Don bequeathed a large amount of the Smith company’s shares to her, she found the flames within her flaring even more wildly. She was going to wield those shares as her weapon.

“You think I have no means nor hearts to leave you, don’t you? You’re wrong. I’m the treasured heiress of the Lark family—I didn’t come to the Smiths to be ordered around by you like one of your mooks! You love Tiffany Lane to bits, don’t you? Fine, I’ll be the good guy and free you from this marriage. Oh, but I wonder what would happen to the company if I take away my shares? Will it inconvenience you?”

Alejandro leaped to his feet, his hand hurling toward his wife before grappling her by the neck. “Is that a threat, woman? You really think I don’t dare to divorce you, do you? Melanie Lark, don’t force my hand. If I must, I’ll force you to spit all of your shares out before expelling you from the Smith family.”

Instead of fear, all Melanie felt was the anguish of a heart mercilessly torn open and laid bare. It hurt her so much. Tears streamed down her cheeks like glass shards. “Do you… hate me to this extent, Alejandro? I was so stupid. Stupid to think that those little moments of apparent kindness you’ve shown me before were at least sincere enough. But no, I read too much into it, after all…”