Melody grumbled.

Lucas nodded. "Then don't use perfume. I like this scent on you," said Lucas.

Melody rolled her eyes and tugged at her clothes.

Lucas, distracted, was caught off-guard and stumbled when she pulled, causing both of them to fall onto the sofa.

"Ouch-"

Lucas quickly covered Melody's head to protect her, but his own palm grazed against the armrest.

"Melody, you're back! What happened? Why won't you two tell us anything?" Beatrice's voice came from the doorway.

Before the two could react, she anxiously pushed the door open.

"Grandma?!"

Lucas, tried to get up in a

considering that Melody's clothes were torn. She nudged Lucas' chest. "Quick, get up!

Grandma," called

in

ask you later when you're done." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

misunderstood. Lucas

barged

your fault. Grandma must've gotten the wrong idea! She thought we were doing...well...

his own. "Why are your hands so

it. I don't need you to tell me I'm weak again. You're amazing, the most incredible man in the world,

chuckled. He rarely laughed like this, and at that moment, his laughter was both rare and

usually wore such a stern expression could be so charming when he laughed. She found

laughed enough, Lucas laid

me? We could've avoided Grandma

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