Alexander Parker stood up grimly, striding toward Johan Niles, somehow holding a sharp Willow Blade that glinted with a chilling light.
Isabella Weaver dashed over, tightly hugging him from behind: "Alexander Parker!"
Alexander's steps halted, the Willow Blade vanished from his hand, and he turned around to hug her, sighing in pain: "Isabella, you're hugging me voluntarily, but it's not for me."
Isabella clutched his clothes tightly, her face streaked with tears: "Doctor Niles is so innocent. If he dies here today because of me, what face will I have to live with in the future!"
"Marry me, and I'll let him live!"
"I'm already married!"
"You can divorce!"
The living room fell into a dead silence.
After a long time, Alexander finally spoke gently: "Cousin, you don't want to?"
"I do!"
Isabella's expression turned cold, and she spoke with a pale face: "But I have a condition!"
"Tell me."
