"Strange. It's not cold at all tonight." Melanie curled her slender legs and snuggled into Jeffrey's embrace, letting him hug her completely as they shared a coat. "Heaven is being kind. They want us to lie here a little longer." Jeffrey gently brushed her nose, smiling indulgently. "How did you find me?" "Did you bring a bottle of perfume?" Melanie looked around him. "You mean this?" Jeffrey pulled out a bottle of perfume from behind him, exactly the one Melanie remembered. The bottle was tipped over and all the perfume spilled out, leaving it empty. "I followed the scent and guessed you might be around here," Melanie said. "So you came running dressed like this to find me?" He tugged the coat tighter around her, worried she might get cold. The tender moment they had just shared made Jeffrey realize a lot of things. He used to be torn about his dual identities, wanting her to love him, yet fearing she loved Jefford and not him. Yet she had said she didn't care
At that moment, the voice of a bodyguard suddenly came from a nearby bush. "Dr. Jones?" "Dr. Jones!" "Wait!" Melanie hurriedly pressed down on the man's hand. "They're looking for me..." Jeffrey smirked, easily breaking free from her small hand and kissed her to silence her. "I don't care!" "But... they're very close..." Melanie managed to say during a brief pause in his kisses. Jeffrey stopped for a moment and listened to the nearby voices. He said slightly smugly, "This place is like a maze. Even if they're close, it's enough time for us to finish our business..." "But, hmm!" Her words were once again swallowed by his deep kiss. Her hesitation was washed away by his passionate kiss, and she couldn't help but respond to him with equal passion. The bodyguards came closer. "Dr. Jones? Dr. Jones, where are you?" They called her name repeatedly. Melanie's heart skipped a beat. It felt as if the bodyguards would part the grass in front of them any second and find
"Dr. Jones, let's go!" Hank's bodyguards said. "Wait." Melanie looked at the grass, feeling empty inside as she watched Jefford walk away silently. For a moment, she was tempted to chase after him and explain, but... "Dr. Jones, what are you looking for here? Do you need our help?" The bodyguards were puzzled. "No... I'm fine." Melanie regained her composure. Since Jefford didn't want Hank to know he was here, she had to help him keep it a secret. "Let's go." Before turning away, she glanced back in the direction he had hid in. Those familiar eyes weren’t there anymore. - Melanie rode back to the mansion in the bodyguard's car. As soon as she entered, the guard at the door said to her, "Dr. Jones, the master has been waiting for you in the study." "Okay." Melanie first went to her room to freshen up, then hurried to the study to find Hank. "Why aren't you sleeping yet at this hour?" she asked. "Didn’t you just come back?" Hank put down his book and looked up
"Where are you now?" "Do you still use this number?" The next morning, Melanie couldn't wait to send a message to Jefford as soon as she woke up. After a while, she didn't receive a reply. It then occurred to her that their parting in the field was too hasty, and she had forgotten to ask him how to contact him. Moreover, Jefford had mentioned that Nathan was after him this time. It was also possible that Linda had bribed Nathan's subordinates who were assassins. Jefford might be concerned about secrecy and safety, so he wouldn't directly contact her on her usual number. Thinking of this, Melanie hesitated, then decided to retract the two messages. Now, she could only passively wait for him to contact her, which was an uncomfortable feeling, especially when she thought of the lonely look in his eyes as he walked away. - Last night, Melanie had called Professor Marshall to let him know she was safe. He had returned to work normally at the temporary hospital. She a
Melanie still didn't receive a reply from Jefford. She tried calling his phone, but it couldn't be connected. It seemed like his old number had been deactivated. Melanie couldn't help but feel a bit worried. It had been several days, and he hadn't contacted her at all. Could something have happened to him? However, this only strengthened her decision to accompany Hank tonight. If Jefford couldn't deal with Linda in time, she had to first find out Linda's intentions and how she wanted to cooperate with Greg... - The butler of Hank's mansion had sent some clothes to Melanie, but there were no formal dresses. Fortunately, today wasn't a banquet, so she picked a slightly more formal dress and quickly applied some makeup before rushing out. Hank was already waiting in the car. When he saw her, his eyes paused for a moment. Melanie subconsciously tucked her hair behind her ear and asked, "Is there something on my hair?" "No." Hank withdrew his gaze and smiled. "T
The door to the luxurious private room opened. Following two waiters, Hank walked in wearing a well-fitted suit and leather shoes. Upon seeing him, Linda chuckled and covered her mouth in a flirtatious manner. “Mr. Hardy, you're quite the joker. Could it be that Mr. Castillo is your new woman?" As she spoke, another woman walked in through the door. The tone of Linda's voice suddenly changed. She never expected that the woman walking in with Hank would turn out to be Melanie! Melanie had disappeared without a trace after leaving the research base in Delfino. During this time, Linda had been sending people to investigate Melanie's whereabouts, fearing that she might secretly meet with Jefford again and form an alliance, or secretly help Jefford win the support of the York family. She never expected Melanie to be Hank’s person. Although Hank was considered a newcomer in the business world, no one had ever dared to suppress him. After all, he had a hand in both legal and
"Miss Yancey..." Milo also looked toward Linda, leaving a trailing remark in a timely manner. He was implying that if Jefford wasn’t supposed to come with Linda, he could ask Jefford to leave. "The people from the Yancey family are quite interesting..." Greg said with a smirk. Linda concealed a hint of embarrassment and anger in her eyes. She was good at being composed, which was her usual demeanor. "Haha, let me introduce him to everyone. This is Jefford, my nephew. I asked him to come here." As she spoke, Linda glanced at Jefford, who was approaching, and said to him, "What took you so long? Yet, you're blaming me for arriving first." "There was some trouble on the road, hence the delay. I'll punish myself with a drink!" Jefford walked to the last empty seat and sat down, pouring himself a drink. "Mr. Yancey, you sure are straightforward!" Milo chuckled. Melanie looked at Jefford. She didn't understand why he suddenly appeared here. Regardless of whether he only knew
After leaving Linda, Jeffrey secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The slaps from Linda just now had drenched him in sweat. A few deep wounds still hadn't healed, causing a lingering pain. However, the pain kept him clear-headed. It was likely that the one who bribed Nathan's assassins to kill him was none other than his dear aunt. Linda was more eager to tear their relationship apart openly. This made Jeffrey even more cautious. Not only did he have to guard against Linda making another attempt on his life, but he also had to be wary of her targeting the people he cared about. He composed himself and returned to the dining room. As soon as he stepped inside, he sensed the tense atmosphere. Greg had someone prepare a special cocktail for Melanie, but before she could speak, Hank naturally said, "She's allergic to cocktails." Jeffrey's steps paused and secretly clenched his teeth. Hank even knew about her dietary restrictions! Having just seen Linda outside the restaur