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Chapter 131: Chapter 131 – I’m back, so let her go

Alex pushed Melanie harshly into the room as soon as he opened the door and closed it.

He was furious, and now that he had the company, he didn’t have to pretend or play nice, especially knowing how much Grandpa liked Melanie because of her father.

"If you ever try to hurt my wife again, I will kill you," he stated coldly, causing Melanie’s eyes to widen. Alex had never been so cold to her before.

"Alex, it’s me. I’m the one you love, and I’m back, so let her go," she said seriously, though afraid. Alex laughed, but his eyes carried a glint of pain.

"Let her go? What did you tell me when you heard about the accident?"

Melanie’s head lowered in embarrassment, but she soon regained herself. "Alex, there was so much pressure on me. Dad’s health hasn’t been good."

There were many others like Melanie in Alex’s life. They left before getting to know much about him, and when the time came, they wouldn’t give him a breathing space.

However, his time of being a cripple saved him from all these, and just as he showed his true self, things were returning to the way they used to be, even with the marriage title.

Alex laughed again, but it didn’t reach his eyes. Melanie thought he was the same as before, not knowing this man had been through the fire.

"Your dad? Or your husband?" he asked directly, having investigated her years ago upon his return. Shame covered Melanie’s eyes once again, but she gained the right nerves to defend herself.

"You disappeared without a trace, Alex. Not even grandpa knew where you were, so how could you blame me?"

Alex was guilty for that part but had no regrets. Disaster struck, and he had to do what he had to do for his family.

That was the reason why he respected Melanie’s decision of also moving on.

"I left for just two years, and you married a man your father’s age," Alex pointed out.

It was before the attack on his family. Things were peaceful, and though he hadn’t proposed, they were in love.

Melanie was there when the tragedy struck, and that was when Alex disappeared without a trace. He declared Dion dead and had to hide her. As he trained, he stayed by her side, but it did nothing to help her sanity.

Melanie was unaware of certain things, but the fact remained that she had gotten married, causing Alex to give up on her upon his return.

Two years later, when he came back, the King family suddenly became untouchable and the news of his arranged bride covered the airways

"Tell me, is it true that you are Salvador? Logan dropped some hints. We put the pieces together, and all signs point to you," she inquired.

Alex’s expression hardened at her question. Not only was she interfering with his wife, but she was also colluding with Logan. However, if he were to reveal the truth to anyone, it wouldn’t be Melanie.

"What matters is your infidelity. You couldn’t wait and married that older man," he remarked with a cold smile. "And how did you feel when you saw me in a wheelchair?" he pressed, causing Melanie’s face to flush with shame.

Clutching on to her older husband, she asserted that he was far superior to a young man in a wheelchair, and she had no regrets about moving on. Alex found great satisfaction in her silence.

"So, now that you’ve heard I’m no longer in a wheelchair, you decide to show your face?"

Feeling attacked, Melanie was determined to win Alex back, as he had once been hers.

"It’s over. My husband is ill and will soon pass away. If I combine his inheritance with my father’s wealth, we will be unstoppable," she whispered, trailing her fingers along his tie.

However, he pushed her away with such force that she nearly stumbled.

"Alex," tears shimmered in her eyes as he glared at her. "Don’t ever touch me again. I’m married, and that settles it."

Melanie gritted her teeth at the thought of Joanna, knowing that the innocent girl could never handle a man like Alex.

"And do you think that naive girl would stay with you if she finds out you are Salvador? A man like you deserves a woman like me, not her."

Alex smiled at the memory of Joanna. She was the perfect person for this game. "Fortunately, I am Alex, and sadly for you, I have found a young, beautiful, vibrant woman who loves me dearly. As for you, I wish you all the best with your old man."

As he turned to leave, Melanie spoke up again. "Alex, I know that you kidnapped Logan, and the proof that you are Salvador is on this tiny drive."

She revealed a small pen drive disguised as a lipstick before discreetly tucking it into her bra.

Alex realized that Logan had cleverly spread news about him being Salvador, meaning more people knew about it.

"Kiss me, Alex, and it’s all yours," Melanie’s voice turned seductive, with a hint of lust in her eyes. "I miss your touch, your kisses, your soft words. I want to feel you inside me for the first time, Alex. Don’t you miss me?"

She was close but did not touch him. Only their eyes locked, one filled with passion and the other with pain and disdain.

"I guess your old man hasn’t been satisfying you well enough, but that is your cup of tea. Drink it while it’s still hot," Alex remarked as he neared the door.

Melanie’s voice cut through the tension, "If I give the order, everything on this drive will be aired on all social media platforms."

Her threat seemed to push Alex over the edge. His expression darkened, and he swiftly turned back, his hand pressing against her throat. His glare and voice were both cold as he spoke,

"Or, I can kill you right here and now. Give me that drive."

Melanie struggled to breathe as Alex’s grip tightened, her feet dangling off the floor.

She tried to resist, hitting Alex’s hand, but something inside him seemed to snap. He lifted her effortlessly, pressing her against the wall like a piece of paper.

Outside the door, Joan could only hear deep breathing, which turned into gasps and coughs. She wondered what was happening inside.

Melanie’s eyes welled up with tears as she struggled to catch her breath. In a sudden move, Alex squatted down, grabbed her legs, and turned her upside down.

He shook her violently until the lipstick-shaped pen drive fell from her dress.

He dropped Melanie, causing her to yelp as he picked up the drive with her head down. He didn’t care about her well-being in the future.

"Don’t approach my wife again, or it won’t be her best friend you’ll have to deal with. I will be the one to send you to your grave."

His words indicated that he wasn’t bothered by Violet slapping Melanie. Alex reached the door and saw Joanna walking away. His heart sank. "Joan?"

Chapter 132: Chapter 132 – Alex, the Monster

Alex pursued his wife, catching up to her and lifting her from behind as Joanna struggled in vain to break free.

He only released her after ushering her into another vacant room and shutting the door behind them.

Joanna faced him with fear in her eyes. "Are you going to kill me too?" she asked, her voice trembling with apprehension.

She was not only afraid of what he might do to her but also terrified that he could be Salvador.

Despite her reluctance to accept it, the pieces of the puzzle seemed to fit together from all that she heard.

Joanna couldn’t recall her past conflict with Salvador, but the mere mention of his name sent shivers down her spine. The overheard conversation only added to her unease.

Alex never denied it whenever the question propped up but only kept diverting attention.

"What are you talking about?" He responded dismissively, prompting Joanna to speak candidly. "I overheard everything. Are you Salvador?" she inquired, her gaze fixed on him with a mixture of seriousness and fear.

Alex’s expression darkened as he took a step closer, causing Joanna to instinctively retreat.

"You’re scaring me. Can you please stop?" she pleaded, holding out her hands in a feeble attempt to keep him at bay. Unbeknownst to her, her words struck a chord with him, and he replied in a soft tone.

"Angel, I’m your husband. How can you be afraid of me and not trust me?" he questioned, his hurt evident in his eyes.

Guilt washed over Joanna, but she couldn’t ignore the fact that Alex never explicitly denied being Salvador, leaving her deeply unsettled.

Instead, he deflected the question with a different response each time it was brought to light.

"I just want the truth," she whispered pleadingly. Alex briefly doubted his assumption that she wouldn’t accept him if she knew the truth or stand by him as they were supposed to in their contract marriage.

To test her, he asked seriously, "Assuming I am Salvador, then what happens?"

Joanna was taken aback by his proximity, but his scent and gentle demeanor calmed her fears.

The weight of the question left her speechless, and before she could respond, he scooped her up and carried her to the bed.

Panicking, Joanna asked, "Isn’t a party going on?" She preferred Alex in the wheelchair rather than on his feet because the wheelchair limited him in ways his feet wouldn’t.

Alex, still recovering from months of self-confinement in a wheelchair, found standing for long periods taxing on his legs. He vowed never to play a wheelchair prank again.

"Just relaxing my back, but I’m waiting for your answer," he said, reclining on the bed. Joanna followed suit, finding the position more comfortable. She finally mustered the courage to ask,

"Are you Salvador?"

Alex turned to face Joanna, her face glowing under the chandelier. Without permission, he pressed his lips against her head, unsure why he had kissed her when they were not in public.

She turned to her side and pushed him away. "This isn’t part of the agreement," she reminded him, the truth cutting deep.

"Agreement?" Before he could finish his sentence, the door swung open, and Logan stormed in, his expression furious.

No one had been able to stop him from entering the venue, and his secret allies had pointed out Alex’s location.

Alex stood up from the bed, his expression darkening, as Joana sat up.

"What are you doing here?" Alex demanded, noticing Logan’s upset demeanor. Logan had been searching for Alex as soon as he arrived, unable to speak freely without Alex present for fear of another attack by Salvador’s men.

"Are you wondering how I escaped from the kidnappers? Salvador’s men are not as loyal as they claim," Logan taunted, certain that he was talking to Salvador.

Alex, already aware of the situation, braced himself for what was to come.

"What does that have to do with me and why ruin our sweet moment?" Alex asked innocently. Logan turned to Joanna, feeling a pang inside him as he saw her on the bed.

The sight of Alex and Joanna together suggested they couldn’t get enough of each other, even stealing moments during the party to be together. Logan believed this revelation might prompt Joanna to leave Alex for good.

"Joan, you need to leave him. Alex is a monster with blood on his hands. He’s Salvador, and I can prove it to you," Logan urged.

Alex then tapped a few buttons on his phone, and they heard a beeping sound. Fear gripped Logan as he realized Alex had locked the door with the code he entered.

How careless of him to confront Alex alone? He should have brought Grandpa along but his anger prevented him from thinking clearly.

Alex closed in on him, saying, "I see you haven’t learned your lesson from last time."

Logan anticipated an attack and made a dash for the door, forgetting it had been locked until he was trapped in front of it.

Despite the setback, he persisted, pounding on the door and shouting, "Help! Grandpa, Alex is going to hurt me."

Alex responded coldly, "You know that’s true." Joanna, alarmed, rose from the bed and inquired, "Alex, what’s happening?"

Her voice seemed to momentarily soften Alex, his demeanor shifting as he looked at her. "Will you wait for me outside?"

Joanna declined, much to Logan’s dismay. He wished she had accepted, as she could have sought help against his monstrous brother.

Each time he faced Alex, Logan seemed to forget the past mistreatment. However, Joanna saw this as an opportunity to uncover Alex’s secrets, which had become overwhelming for her. "No."

Logan implored Joanna, "Joan, please go get help."

Enraged, Alex kicked him in the face, causing him to spit blood and collapse with a groan.

Tears welled up in Joanna’s eyes as she questioned Alex, "What are you doing?"

Alex realized she would never accept him for who he was, torn between keeping her out and letting her in. "I’m sorry, my Angel." His thumb wiped a tear in the corner of her eyes as he stared at her with pain in his eyes.

Confused, Joanna asked, "Sorry for what?" Before she could comprehend, darkness enveloped her.

Chapter 133: Chapter 133 – Do you mind if I spend the night at your house?

Joanna lay unconscious in Alex’s arms, while Logan was also unconscious on the floor.

Alex gently carried Joanna to the bed before dialing a number on his phone.

"Ike, I sent you a key. Take Logan to the hospital and handle what needs to be done."

On the other end of the line, Ike was already on his way to the location where the tracker was beeping when Alex dialed another number.

"Jack, come and take Madam home and ensure she rests," Alex instructed before leaving the hotel room.

The party continued smoothly, but two people were missing: Joanna and Logan.

Logan’s absence wasn’t as noticeable since he wasn’t there from the beginning. However, when Alex joined the banquet without Joanna by his side, Violet grew suspicious and approached him.

"Alex, where is Joan?" Violet inquired. Alex responded, "I told Aiden to keep an eye on her. Have you seen them?"

He was joking, but his expression was stern. Violet remembered seeing Joanna follow Alex when he dragged Melanie along with him and countered, "I don’t believe you. I saw her follow you."

Alex was impressed. Violet might have her shortcomings, but he admired her intelligence.

This demonstrated that even without a bodyguard, Violet was capable of ensuring Joanna’s safety by constantly watching out for her.

Additionally, she could set aside her fears and confront Alex when it concerned Joanna, which pleased him.

"She’s tired. I sent her home to rest," he finally said, but Violet sensed something was off due to how Alex had lied initially. However, she hesitated to inquire further.

If anything, she needed to investigate the matter discreetly. Something had seemed different about Alex ever since he stood up from that wheelchair on his wedding day.

"Do you mind if I spend the night at your house? I just want to check on her," she said honestly, and Alex found himself liking her even more.

If she could confront him about Joanna, despite him being her husband, then she could stand up to anyone else as well.

Alex chuckled as a businessman approached him while he responded to Violet. "You can, but you need to understand that my wife shares my bed and won’t share the same room with you."

Violet had questions but could only ask Joanna about it, regardless of whether they shared the same bed.

"Alright, I’ll stay the night until she wakes up." As Aiden approached the entrance, he cornered her.

"Where’s your boyfriend?" he taunted. Violet smiled sweetly, no longer affected by his charms like that night.

The guy was such an asshole. However, she realized she had forgotten about Bennett because of Joanna and honestly had no idea where he was.

To prevent Aiden from winning, she reached for her phone, ready to dial his number when she noticed a text message from Bennett.

’I had to attend to an emergency. I will call you later." With this reassurance, she calmed down and faced Aiden, saying, "It’s none of your business."

Aiden smirked, sensing something was amiss, and continued to taunt Violet. "Maybe he knows a woman like you doesn’t deserve loyalty and attention. I wouldn’t be surprised if another woman is capturing his interest right now."

Each of his words seemed designed to hurt her. Violet was on the verge of slapping him again when he grabbed her hand and kissed it, leaving her stunned as her fingers clenched together.

"These hands seem too quick for someone like you," he murmured. Violet quickly pulled her hand away. "Let go."

"What if I can prove that he’s cheating?" Aiden asked earnestly. Violet’s interest was piqued, as Bennett had mentioned earlier that he wasn’t busy that night.

He also did not explain the emergency he was referring to, but since it involved Aiden, she felt she didn’t need his help.

"I want nothing from you. Stay away from me," she said through gritted teeth. Aiden chuckled. "I will get you proof."

Even though she didn’t want it, he believed she needed it and was determined to provide it for her.

"I don’t want it," Violet said abruptly, about to leave when Aiden blocked her path again with his imposing frame.

"Aiden," Alex called out. He let go of Violet and turned to Alex. "Alex, what’s the matter?"

Violet took the opportunity to escape as Alex cautioned Aiden, "If you don’t want her, then please stay away."

Aiden felt frustrated that Violet left as he explained to Alex, "I’m just trying to help her. That Bennett guy seems strange and doesn’t deserve her."

Alex squinted at Aiden’s words, his gaze serious. "Do you believe you are the one who deserves her? Have you forgotten how you described her?"

Aiden shook his head, feeling that Alex had misunderstood him. "A girl like her is not worthy of me, but Bennett is not worthy of her if you understand what I mean."

Alex, for the first time, was skeptical of his best friend and chose not to continue the conversation.

"I want to know what’s on this drive." He pressed the pen drive shaped like lipstick into Aiden’s hand, who left immediately. "I will have it ready in a few minutes."

As Alex engaged with some business partners, he found a suitable excuse to give to those who inquired about his wife’s whereabouts.

When Grandpa was about to leave, he had a brief meeting with Alex, asking, "I hope your brother is still alive?" Alex was slightly disappointed. There were many ways to handle Logan without resorting to taking his life, and those were the paths he was currently exploring.

You can check on him at the hospital, but he must be careful, or I’ll wipe his entire memory," Alex hinted. Grandpa was pleased with the strategy, which was preferable to taking a life.

"Please let me handle him from now on. You have too much work pressure," Alex didn’t refuse, as he always had to restrain himself when dealing with Logan. "He shouldn’t cross me."

"And your wife?" Grandpa asked curiously. Alex smiled, making his response seem believable. "She’s tired."

"You can’t just let her rest," the old man said mischievously.

As Grandpa left, Aiden approached Alex and revealed, "Alex, you won’t believe this."