The Unfaithful Mr. Scott novel (Eugene and Melanie)

Chapter 357

Viola asked probingly, “Were my ears playing tricks on me, Melanie?”

Melanie turned to look at Viola, an impatient look on her face as she said, “You don’t have to concern yourself with my matters.”

“I was just worried you were in trouble. After all, I hope that everyone can enjoy themselves at my birthday party.”

“Ms. Shaw,” Yvonne called out with a smile on her face. “You don’t have to keep reminding us it’s your birthday today. We’re more than capable of remembering that since you’re the main character for the day. We get it already.”

Viola had been acting like she owned the place, even emphasizing to Melanie multiple times she was in charge. To Yvonne, it seemed she was trying to shift the attention to something else so that she could cover her tracks.

Viola froze, but Melanie suddenly realized that Viola was trying to subtly find out if the man with her had been Eugene.

The light in her eyes dimmed slightly, and she was just about to begin speaking when she felt someone approaching her from the back.

Immediately, tears appeared in Viola’s eyes as she glanced over Melanie’s head. She asked in a soft and sweet voice, “What are you doing here, Eugene? Didn’t you say you had something else to take care of?”

Melanie pursed her lips tightly as Eugene’s deep voice rang out above her. “Everything’s been taken care of.”

her senses were playing tricks on her or if it was a result of their intimacy in the room just now, but Melanie could feel her nostrils filling with the faint scent of cedar. That was Eugene’s signature

was a cool, gloomy scent that wrapped its

not see him, she could still feel an inexplicable constricting

over her.

Yvonne’s hand so that they could leave. However, Viola got in their way.

choice but to say quietly, “Excuse me.”

always been of a lower timbre, and she sounded even more stern now because she had purposely lowered

she met her stern gaze.

reverie after Melanie grabbed Yvonne’s hand and walked away. When she turned to look at Eugene, she realized he had lowered his gaze. He

are you thinking about,

looked up and said flatly, “Nothing

to

left the brightly lit venue, she could feel herself calming down again. She asked Yvonne, “Should I

take you

and provide a run–down on the evening’s

about a half–hour ride away. Melanie received an unexpected phone

“Is this Ms. Melanie Smith’s number? You left purse at the manor. May I know when you’d like to