The Unfaithful Mr. Scott novel (Eugene and Melanie)

Chapter 327

“It’s not that sudden,” Melanie sald. “We agreed before that I’ll move back once the house in the North district is ready”

Melanie’s words were delivered lightly, but her feelings were indescribably complicated. She had initially dismissed the jokes Yvonne and Reny made about her and Xander

However, with Eugene repeatedly bringing him up, she could not help but start considering it. She did not need to drag Xander into her matters.

Xander’s gaze lingered on Melanie, full of scrutiny and gravity that had not been there before. Yet, in just a moment, he withdrew his gaze and nodded slightly. “I’ll help you.”

Melanie had wanted to decline, but before she could say anything, Xander had already walked away. She had already made the decision to move back, and it was still early. Melanie started packing her things as soon as she returned to the villa

Surprised by Melanie’s decision to move back, Reny asked, “Melanie, did we somehow disturb you? Why are you suddenly moving back?”

Carrying a suitcase down the stairs, Melanie just shook her head and replied, “No, it’s just that my house in the North district has been repaired and renovated. I don’t want to trouble you all

anymore.

and I had agreed that once everything was done with the house, I’d move back

a bit longer? It’d be great if we

the bypass around the city won’t take much time,”

was firm, so the others did not press further.

suitcase from Melanie’s hands and calmly said,

referring to the time when Melanie accidentally hit a guardrail while driving.

anyone about it, so she wondered

lifted Melanie’s luggage into the car. Since she only had minimal belongings, the two cars were just

they arrived at the residential area in the North district, Xander helped Melanie carry her luggage into the apartment. Melanie then said, “I’ll take care of the rest. Thank you for today.”

deeply at her before turning away.

though the old house had been cleaned, it exuded a sense of

Melanie looked at the boxes piled up in the living

over her. Despite being on the first floor, the greenery outside had been mostly cut. Light spilled in

cross–legged in the living room as she slowly began unpacking one of

ceramic figurines that Stephen had given her, books borrowed