Albert cast a glance at his brother, who was steadily sipping his drink. He kept his thoughts to himself, choosing not to involve himself further in the conversation.The bright lights intertwined to form eerie bands that reflected off the diverse expressions of their faces.…As a new day dawned, the sun shone brightly.Following breakfast, Linette encouraged everyone to pay a visit to Christopher in the hospital."I had soup prepared early today. Mel, take this to Chris later, so he can regain his strength," Linette said, handing a thermos to Melody."Grandma, it would be better if my brothers went to see Christopher. I don't think I should go," Melody suggested, somewhat hesitantly.She was worried that the rogue would cling to her in the hospital."No, you need to go as well. It's important to show your gratitude," Linette stated firmly.She was well aware of Levian and Andrew's overly protective tendencies. If they were the only ones visiting Christopher, who knew what th
Melody read Levian's lips for a few seconds and rolled her eyes in response when she understood his silent query.Levian's imagination had certainly run wild."Thank you for worrying about me," Christopher expressed, his tone carrying a mix of grace and politeness.In any other situation, he would have driven the person away, but he kept his cool, recognizing Levian as Melody's sibling.Levian regarded him with a puzzled look. This was not the Christopher he knew.As Levian was lost in his thoughts, Andrew entered with a doctor in tow.Post-examination, the doctor noted, "Initially, Mr. Bolton's condition was critical, indicating that he might become comatose, but he has improved significantly lately. It's nearly miraculous how quickly he's recovering!"Christopher arched an eyebrow, seizing the moment to commend Melody, "It's all thanks to Mel's good care."He subtly signaled the doctor, who caught on and remarked, "Indeed, your nerve damage was more severe than the physical i
As Melody hung up, Philip remarked, "It's good to see Mr. Bolton in better health. I should be going."His visit was primarily for ensuring Melody's well-being. Realizing that they were about to leave the hospital, he saw no reason to linger.Melody cast a glance at Christopher and said softly, "I'll visit when I have time."Christopher's mouth opened as if to speak, but he held back."Of course, prioritize your work. You can visit me whenever," he replied.Melody's lips twitched slightly at his act of thoughtfulness. When would he abandon this charade?She left with her brothers and Philip, leaving Christopher behind.…Later that evening, Philip walked into his home to find Albert deeply absorbed in thought on the sofa.Hearing footsteps, Albert looked up and asked, "Phil, why haven't we seen much of Mel recently?"Aware that Melody had kept Albert uninformed to avoid causing him concern, Philip chose to maintain the facade and replied, "She's been swamped with work." "Is
After finishing her work the following day, Melody headed to the hospital to visit Christopher.As she entered, Christopher, who was about to reach for a glass, suddenly found the task extremely difficult, his hand stiffening."My hand hurts a little," he said, frowning. "I can't seem to reach the glass."Observing his apparently weakened state, Melody emotionlessly handed him the glass and advised him, "Try not to overdo your performance."Unfazed by her calling out his act, Christopher offered a small smile. "Didn't you promise to look after me well? Why didn't you bring a nutritious meal?"Raising an eyebrow, Melody replied sharply, "What kind of nutritious meal are you expecting? Remember, I'm here to care for you, not be your nanny.""I didn't mean that," Christopher responded with a playful grin, "It's just that your homemade meals seem more nourishing."Suddenly, a sarcastic male voice echoed in the room, "You're already getting more care from Melody than most. Mr. Bolt
Christopher's gaze settled on Melody, a subtle lift in his eyes conveying a playful tone, "You should stay at my place to make it easier for you to take care of me.""I'll accompany you, Mel."Before Melody could utter a word, Albert interjected smoothly.He then faced Christopher with a cunning grin, remarking, "Mr. Bolton, your house is quite big, isn't it? I'm sure you won't mind if I stay over too. After all, as a man, it's easier for me to help you than it is for Mel."Christopher's retort was icy and resolute, firmly dismissing the idea. He stated, "This matter is strictly between the two of us.""How dare you."As Albert prepared to counter, Philip intervened with a frown and said, "That's enough! Stop making a scene here! Come home with me."Albert had not returned home the previous night. His tone was now tinged with sarcasm and frustration. Was his brother annoyed because they had kept Melody's abduction a secret from him?"I'm not causing a scene!" Albert protested l
Melody inhaled deeply, her eyes flashing with anger.After securing the bandage on his leg, she abruptly leaned closer to Christopher.Their eyes met, and his gaze was filled with the face he had longed for, her scent enveloping him, stirring a nervous flutter in his heart.He asked, "Why are you staring at me like that? What's on your mind? Ouch, that's hurt!"Melody pressed his wound hard, turning his flirty remarks into a muffled groan of anguish.She continued to press down despite his discomfort and warned, "If you keep touching me, expect it to be even more painful next time."Her remarks carried a clear warning.Melody's irritated expression amused Christopher, and he thought it was particularly cute. He could not help but smile and agree, "Okay."She began to wonder whether this man had a sadistic nature because he smiled at her when she applied such agonizing pressure to his wound.Frowning, she gave Christopher a stern look before releasing her grip."My shoulder wo
Albert, looking at Melody with a hopeful expression, queried, "Mel, you don't want them either?""This is Christopher's house, so he decides what stays," Melody clarified matter-of-factly.Christopher nodded, satisfied with her response.Taking the bags with a hint of dejection, Albert turned toward the door. He glanced back at Melody, his eyes reflecting sadness and discomfort.Christopher observed the scene, a dangerous glint flickering in his eyes as he rolled his tongue against his cheek.Who was Albert trying to win over with that sad act? Didn't he know whose house this was?Christopher walked over with a smile that turned cold and shut the door firmly.The door slammed shut with a resounding bang.Albert took a step back, surprised by the powerful wind generated by the fierce slam. He glanced at the closed door, his face a mix of endurance and reserve, and rage rose in his eyes.He realized he had to find a new way to protect Melody now that she was staying at Christoph
"Don't ask me to go! I'm hurt, and it's hard for me to walk," Christopher said, his voice becoming gentler.Melody just rolled her eyes, speechless.She pondered who had just come into her room via the balcony. Aware of Christopher's shamelessness, she chose not to argue.Still, she was intent on establishing boundaries.Capitalizing on a pause between his words, Melody shoved him aside forcefully and rolled to the other side of the bed.She placed a pillow between them, cautioning, "Don't cross this line. Misbehave, and I'll throw you off the bed.""Fine," Christopher agreed, a smirk on his face.Silence in the room ensued.Melody was fatigued after the events of the day, and she began to feel relaxed when Christopher stayed on his side of the bed. She closed her eyes, drifting to sleep.A familiar agarwood aroma floated into her nostrils amid some rustling sounds."Mel, have I lost my appeal to you?" he asked in a deep, seductive voice.Melody's eyes narrowed at his flirta