Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1037

Don Smith praised her generously, “Looks like I’ve made the right choice. You just need to be a good wife and take good care of Ale. Leave the rest to me. Go back and take care of him. He’s had a lot to drink. He’ll need someone to care for him.”

Melanie got up. “Okay. Please excuse me. You should get a good night’s sleep too, grandfather.”

By the time Melanie arrived back at the room, she suddenly realized. Was Don Smith implying something? What did he mean when he said that she didn’t need to worry and to leave it to him? He wasn’t going to do anything to Tiffany, was he?

She had never experienced these kinds of things before, and didn’t dare overthink it. However, she still felt very uneasy.

The next morning, Jackson drove to the civil affairs office straight away. He saw that Tiffany’s car hadn’t arrived, and wanted to call to hasten her. However, he was worried about her bad driving skills and thought that a call might distract her, so he had no choice but to wait for her patiently.

Unbeknownst to him, Tiffany had slept very late last night and had difficulty waking up this morning. She would still be asleep if Lillian hadn’t dragged her out of bed.

Tiffany’s heart raced with anxiety as she rushed to the civil affairs office. Jackson was probably there by now. He wouldn’t be angry if she arrived late for this kind of thing, would he? She checked all the important documents while waiting for a traffic light to turn green, ensuring that there were no mistakes, and let out a sigh of relief.

She did not notice an old van, parked at the fork of the road in front of her. The man in the front seat was eyeing her car. He had scars riddled all over his face, it was a ghastly sight.

Suddenly, a black Bentley appeared from nowhere, and rammed into the fast-driving van. The van flew and rolled into a great distance. The Bentley wasn’t doing too well either. It lost control and smashed into a tree trunk. The car was badly damaged, horribly sunken in!

Tiffany recognized that black Bentley—it was Alejandro’s car!

She dashed forward to look. It was Alejandro, in the driver’s seat. He was all alone in the car, and his entire face was drenched in blood. The lower half of his body was heavily wedged into the front of the car. His legs were a mess of flesh and blood!

She hurriedly called 911, reported the situation, ended the call, and screamed at Alejandro in a trembling voice, “Alejandro! Are you alright? Can you hear me? Alejandro!”