The Unfaithful Mr. Scott novel (Eugene and Melanie)

Chapter 283

Melanie looked at him. She felt a stab in her chest before she said anything. “What else do you want?”

She could no longer keep a stoic expression, and there was a panic and lost look on her face. She mumbled, “What else do you want me to do?”

Eugene looked down at her and said impassively, “Isn’t this what you do best?”

He moved back a little, and there was a slightly dark look on his face. “Isn’t seducing others your forte? Isn’t that what you do with Stephen York and Xander Solomon?”

Eugene looked at her and reached out to his collar. His slender fingers casually unbuttoned his shirt.

There was no emotion in his eyes, but his words were sharp like daggers stabbing into Melanie’s heart.

“Don’t play innocent with me, Melanie.”

The space inside the car was narrow, and only their breathing could be heard.

Melanie’s hand was on the steering wheel, and she grasped it tight. She wanted to open the door and run. She could hardly breathe. The air in the car was like needles to her. Every breath hurt her tremendously.

She calmed herself down and gathered her thoughts. Her hands did not leave the steering wheel. She heard herself asking, “What do you mean?”

look quickly disappeared. He asked huskily with a slight sneer, “Is this how you act

moved toward him when

him by nuzzling his chin with her lips before

voice was calm and emotionless. It was difficult to tell what she

good enough for you?”

cheap. She was trying to seduce someone who had gotten bored

chill in her heart. She had no idea what Eugene wanted her to do to make him happy.

snorted coldly, and it sounded quite sarcastic in

was dark inside the car. The only lights were from the street lights in

slowly said sarcastically, “You’re good

her sight was limited due

could determine from him

to run out

not do that.

next day, and her only hope was

“Be

peace. straight with me, Eugene Scott. What exactly do you want me

time. Melanie was about to speak up when she heard him say slowly, “Wasn’t I being clear enough?