The Unfaithful Mr. Scott novel (Eugene and Melanie)

Chapter 598

Eugene’s face was pale, and there was no color on his lips. He looked like he was in pain with one hand clutching his stomach.

Melanie realized that Eugene had just gotten drunk the night before, so his old symptoms were acting up again. He was probably still recovering from yesterday, and he had even gone drinking on an empty stomach with Bernard. No wonder he was in pain.

She looked at the glass of water in front of Eugene and reached out to touch it. It was already cold.

Lowering her eyes, she put down the folder in her hand. She picked up the glass and refilled it with warm water before placing it in front of Eugene.

Eugene’s eyes had been on Melanie since she walked into the room.

He glanced at the folder Melanie had left on the coffee table. “What is it?” he said slowly.

Melanie heard the groan he could not keep out of his voice and said, “Lee’s gone to get you some medicine. I’ll leave when he gets back.”

“Hmm.” Eugene did not say anything else. He took one more look at Melanie before withdrawing his gaze and closing his eyes to rest.

However, his unsightly expression told Melanie that his stomach was killing him right now.

sat quietly across from him without saying

about Eugene’s gastric problems for a long time now. The only way to relieve the pain was by taking

a long time and had not returned even after twenty minutes. Melanie wanted to tell Eugene that she

still a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. His brows were furrowed, but his long eyelashes drooped down. His breathing was light and shallow.

at his face and saw the faint bags under his eyes.

if Melanie did not pay much attention to his affairs, Yana would tell her a thing or two from

stood on the spot for a while before turning around to leave.

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still called Lee, who said that he was

and went down the stairs.

did not come over for the next

her about Matthew. “What’s your relationship

said, “It doesn’t really matter.”

“There’s no way it doesn’t matter. If it was really unimportant, Matthew wouldn’t have gone to the bar that night

paused. “You knew that Matthew came to see me that

saw Matthew talking to you in the corridor. When he came back, he