The Unfaithful Mr. Scott

Still, no matter what he said, Melanie did not want to get any more involved with Lee or Eugene for no reason. She still wanted to turn down the offer.

However, Yvonne agreed before she could say anything. “Alright, if you insist. Bring the car here. I don’t want to stay outside in this crappy weather anyw

Lee agreed and left to get the car.

Melanie looked at Yvonne, who blinked and said matter–of–factly, “What’s wrong with making use of that scumbag Eugene’s resources? I’ll be hard to get a taxi in this weather, anyway. If someone insists on helping us, it’d be a waste not to take advantage of their offer

Yvonne’s argument made sense, and Lee brought the car around just then, so Melanie did not say another word. It helped that Lee had mentioned Eugene would not be leaving the hospital for a while, so Melanie obediently followed Yvonne into the car.

Unexpectedly, not long after the car left the hospital, Lee’s phone rang. He picked up the call and glanced at Melanie in the rearview mirror hesitantly.

Melanie was acutely aware of his gaze. She looked up. “What is it?”

Lee struggled to speak. “Mr. Scott… asked me to go back and pick him up.”

Melanie was silent.

When they returned to the hospital, the rain was heavier than before, and the entire sky was dark.

Lee hurriedly grabbed an umbrella to pick up Eugene. Melanie also wanted to get out of the car, but Yvonne stopped her. “We don’t have an umbrella. Do you want to get drenched?

“Besides, why are you running away? He’s the one who wronged you, not the other way around. He should be avoiding you.”

Melanie whispered, “I’m not avoiding him. I just don’t want to be near him.”

Every time their paths crossed, she would always end up in trouble. It was time she learned her lesson. Yvonne sighed and reminded her in a low voice, “Mel, have you forgotten that you’re still pregnant? If you rush out into the rain, you’ll wind back in the hospital for another half a month.”

Melanie finally stopped at that. When she was discharged from the hospital, the doctor repeatedly reminded her to be careful.

“Here’s coming,” Yvonne warned her quietly. Melanie looked out the car window.

Eugene was holding a black umbrella as he walked over to the car, cutting through the curtain of misty rain.

As though sensing something, he raised his umbrella slightly and happened to look in Melanie’s

direction.

Their gazes met through the rain and the car window. Melanie’s lashes fluttered, and she looked away decisively.

It was not until the car door opened that she realized that the window had a one–way tint.

Eugene opened the passenger door, bringing in a wisp of cold air from outside into the car.

The atmosphere was a little tense. Lee was a step behind him and explained softly, “It’s raining quite heavily outside, so…”

No one knew who he was talking to or about, and none of them responded.

They were almost at the villa when they hit a traffic jam at an intersection. It was then that Eugene said in a low voice, “Viola may not be punished according to the verdict.”

Melanie had been looking out at the scenery in a daze, but when she heard Eugene’s words, she paused for a moment. Her hands clenched into fists, and she looked up in Eugene’s direction. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“Why not?” Her chest rose and fell, her fingertips digging into her palms. She looked steadily at Eugene as she asked him, making sure to enunciate each word.

Eugene’s eyes were unreadable. After a moment of silence. He said, “Someone applied for medical parole on her behalf.”