The Unfaithful Mr. Scott

Yvette had intentionally raised her voice and given it a hint of coquettishness so that she sounded like a cute little cat. “No need to trouble yourself,” Eugene replied, his voice deep.

“What do you mean trouble? We're doing this earnestly. Besides, Mr. Scott,

seeing the wound on your face, | wish | was you so that | could take the injury for you.”

Yvette was quite skilled at flattering people. Her sweetness did not sound forced at all, which immediately lightened the atmosphere.

“Aren't you worried about ruining your appearance like that?” someone teased.Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Yvette smiled and replied, “What's a little blemish on my face? But if Mr. Scott’s exquisite face were to be marred, it would be a loss to the whole of society itself.”

Melanie could not help but chuckle at Yvette’s words. Her conversational skills were indeed impressive. She felt a gaze on her when she was laughing and immediately looked up. Her eyes met Eugene’s calm gaze.

Eugene's eyes were calm, the corners a little pink due to him having just bathed and applied medicine. His hair was not styled as usual and fell softly over his forehead. He looked younger and more gentle than usual.

Melanie stood up. “Since you're all here from the studio to visit Mr. Scott, I'll take my leave first.”

She avoided Eugene’s gaze and got ready to leave, but Yvette exclaimed and grabbed her wrist. “What’s the rush? Didn’t you also skip lunch? Let’s all have lunch together later.”

Yvette’s grip was slightly too hard, causing Melanie to wince in pain for a moment. Yvette looked puzzled. “What's wrong? | didn’t grab you that hard.”

Melanie did not say anything. Instead, she tried to move her wrist and felt the pain persist. She frowned even more but quickly masked it as she said to Yvette casually, “You startled me just now when you suddenly touched me.”

“Oh, sorry about that,” Yvette responded.

Melanie nodded but then heard Eugene’s voice which was devoid of emotion say, “Are you so easily startled?”

“I've been a bit nervous lately, so yes, I’m easily startled.”

Eugene’s gaze lingered on Melanie’s wrist, his dark eyes seemingly seeing through everything.

“Are you really not injured?”

Before Melanie could answer, Eugene continued, “Lee will discuss compensation with the responsible party later. Are you trying to reduce the responsibility for the party at fault?”

Melanie lowered her gaze and pulled up her sleeve. The large bruise on her delicate wrist immediately came into view of everyone.

Yvette’s eyes widened immediately. “Oh my, what happened? And | grabbed your hand just now. I’m sorry, I’m really sorry...”

Melanie lowered her gaze to the bruise on her wrist, feeling a bit surprised herself. Eugene was looking at her face as he asked evenly, “Nervous breakdown?

Melanie explained, “You saw me back at the hospital. My hand was fine.”

Indeed, Eugene had been with Melanie the entire time she was being examined. Even if something had been wrong then, she did not show it when she was applying medicine to Eugene.

She was wearing long sleeves today, but she would still feel discomfort even if she could not sense anything wrong.

Yvette realized this and looked at Melanie. “Isn’t your hand’s reaction a little sluggish? It only just reacted now.”