The Unfaithful Mr. Scott novel (Eugene and Melanie)

Chapter 277

Melanie sat on a bench in the hospital corridor, her face devoid of color. She was not sure when the call on her phone was disconnected.

Howard’s words echoed in her mind repeatedly, alternating with images of her grandfather lying in a hospital bed, tubes protruding from his body.

Melanie’s throat felt as if it were being tightly squeezed. Even expelling a breath required a significant effort. Her face was cold to the touch, and she numbly reached up to caress her check when she felt some dampness. Was she crying?

She stared at her moist fingertips and got lost in thought. Eugene was right. She had indeed thought too highly of herself, believing that she alone could move Eugene and improve her grandfather’s condition.

How could that be possible?

Melanie’s shoulders drooped, her long hair falling and obscuring her view and expression. She heard footsteps approaching her and smelled a familiar, cool scent mingled with disinfectant. It permeated her senses.

your grandfather to undergo surgery?” Her body tensed

Melanie slowly lifted her head and looked at him, a tear still clinging to the corner of her eye. When she

condescendingly. “Do you

to work before she

their usual liveliness. They resembled a deep and unfathomable icy pool, calm and ripple–free. Eugene’s eyes

she showed no reaction and just continued to gaze

eyebrows twitched. He stared at her for a moment

“I’m not

subtle force in the hand gripping Melanie’s chin. Melanie’s face

but the condition was that she had to satisfy

in the corridor for a long time before returning to the ward to see her grandfather.

he looked like a puppet being pushed around by them.

the door, Melanie could

heart–wrenching to listen