The Unfaithful Mr. Scott novel (Eugene and Melanie)

Chapter 120

Dylan replied, “I’m at horne. Peachie just fell asleep.”

Melanie could hear footsteps as the woman spoke, indicating that she had likely left the room. She lowered her gaze and looked at the empty hotel room for a moment before calmly asking, “Do you have time? I’m in Hearth City and would like to meet you.”

“What?” Dylan was clearly surprised. “Why are you here in the city?”

Melanie tried to ignore the surprise and resistance in her tone. She replied indifferently, “I want to talk to you about Grandpa.”

“What’s there to talk about?” Dylan tried to evade the question. She did not seem eager to meet Melanie.

However, Melanie was unusually assertive and pressed, “Grandpa doesn’t have any more money. What are you trying to achieve by asking him for so much? Is it really for Peachie’s medical expenses, or is it because of that man?”

Dylan did not expect Melanie to be so direct. Just then, she heard Peachie crying in the background. She anxiously covered the phone while replying hastily, “I’m taking Peachie to the hospital to get medicine tomorrow. Come meet me then.”

With that, she hung up the phone. Melanie heard the beeping, and a faint smile appeared on her lips. She had heard Peachie crying and sensed the tension as well as worry in Dylan’s voice.

City. Melanie did not close the window and allowed the heat outside to invade the

Melanie was staying at. The next morning, she flagged down

not expected Dylan to look so different. She was still a charming woman when she saw her a few years ago,

her messy hair was casually tied up. Peachie was also dressed in ill–fitting clothes, and her small face was pale without even

looking uneasy. “What

she observed the bruises on Dylan’s face. Her expression gradually turned cold, and she questioned, “Did

gaze and stammered, “I accidentally

She looked at Peachie, who was supposed to be six years old yet looked thin and small. She was curled up in Dylan’s arms and scrutinizing Melanie

of chocolate from her bag and handed it to Peachie. The little girl looked at Dylan, who shook her head at her. She then pushed the chocolate back to Melanie, saying, “Peachie can’t

Dylan’s rough hands that were covered

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beat her to it. “Your grandfather’s

her head away, avoiding Melanie’s gaze. “You have a good job and don’t lack money, but Peachie is only six years old. Mel, can’t you consider it as saving

when she said that. Hearing her talk like this, Peachie immediately