The Unfaithful Mr. Scott

Eugene looked upset. He crouched in front of Melanie and looked at the left foot she lifted. After that, she stood up with a grim look on his face. “Why did you run just now?”

Melanie looked away. It was because she did not want to see Eugene.

Eugene exhaled, and Melanie heard his annoyed breathing. Feeling unsettled, she said, ” Can you not appear in front of mer

The look in Eugene’s eyes turned cold. He stared at Melanie for a while but quickly looked

down.

Just when Melanie thought he would turn to leave, he scooped Melanie up in his arms. He said moodily, “You’re already hurt. Be good.”

Melanie felt alarmed at her feet leaving the ground. She quickly berated him in a low voice, “Put me down!”

“You’re hurt.”

“It’s none of your business.” Melanie’s voice was slightly cold.

Eugene stopped walking. There was a light scent of cedar on him. It felt comfortable and clean to be by his side. His grip on Melanie tightened. It took him a while before finally saying, “Sorry.”

He looked down at Melanie, but she was staring in another direction coldly. She did not seem happy to be carried by him.

This realization hurt Eugene. Maybe this apology from him had come too late.

was scary

Melanie was enveloped by his familiar scent while in Eugene’s arms. It was easily she remembered memories hidden deep inside her because of his scent and warmth despite it having been a long time since they were this intimate.

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It frustrated her, and she burst out saying sarcastically, “Won’t Anna be mad that you abandoned her?”

Eugene was taken aback. He explained moodily, “There’s nothing between us.

Melanie sniggered. Eugene continued, “My family knows Anna’s grandfather, and he asked me to take care of her back then.”

“So

you took care of her all the way to bed?” Melanie felt like she was a bristled

porcupine. She felt like she had to prove something. Her words were mean and sharp. “I guess in that sense, you’ve probably taken care of a lot of people. You took good care of Viola and Evelyn too.”

Before Eugene could reply, Melanie sneered with disdain for him.

She heard Eugene say after that, “It’s raining.”

Melanie looked up and saw rain falling. It was not that heavy yet.

However, Eugene had left the area where they were and turned to find a small wooden house on an empty land nearby.

He put Melanie down and took off his coat to drape it over her shoulders.

Pausing, Eugene stared at her with his deep, dark eyes. He said deeply with conviction, No, I didn’t.

“I never slept with Anna, nor did I sleep with Viola and Evelyn. I haven’t slept with any other woman.”

Melanie retorted, “Are you sure?”

It was clear that she did not believe him. There was a sarcastic and disdainful look in her

eye.

Eugene was silent for a while before saying, “I’ve never been interested in other women.”

“Do you think I’m stupid?” Melanie looked at him stoically.

If he was never interested in other women, why would he turn her into a fool whenever Viola got her into trouble?

Melanie looked at him and said slowly, “I’d rather believe that you really did like Viola.”

At least she would feel better about herself, that she was not so irredeemably stupid to have allowed Eugene to take her for a complete fool.

Eugene closed his eyes and said with difficulty, “Whether you believe it or not, I really never liked any other women, nor have I slept with anyone else.”