His warm breath gushed onto Melanie’s neck when he spoke. She subconsciously tilted her head to dodge it.
However, Eugene’s grip clenched her wrist, making her unable to break free from it.
Suddenly, she felt a cold sensation on her neck. Startled, Melanie realized Eugene was kissing every inch of her slender neck and heading straight to her ear.
Her body instantly felt like jelly.
Eugene’s gaze turned passionate. He grabbed Melanie’s waist and pulled her to the sofa.
They had been in a relationship for eight years. Eugene recognized every inch of Melanie’s body.
The window in the living room was not closed. The wind blew in with the drizzle, causing the curtain to flutter.
Melanie snapped out of it when the cold wind blew on her exposed skin.
Clenching her teeth, she tried to push Eugene away with all her might.
They were on the sofa, and Eugene was pushed to the other end of the couch.
His hair was messy, and the movement revealed most of his chest and abdomen muscles.
Even Melanie’s nightgown was pulled down by him. It hung loose on her shoulder.
Melanie tugged the strap of her nightgown. After easing her breathing, she said, “Look at me, Eugene! I’m not Viola!”
Eugene looked displeased. Just as he was about to speak, he heard his phone’s ringtone coming from beside him.
It was a call from Viola.
He froze for a second before answering it.
Viola’s voice sounded aggrieved from the other end of the call. “Eugene, didn’t you say you’d be accompanying me tonight? Why haven’t you arrived yet?”
Eugene rubbed his forehead. “Wait.”
He hung up the call. Melanie was still on the sofa. He had ripped off her nightgown, which revealed her back.
Melanie was thin, and her scapula was prominent. She was fair, which made her look weak and vulnerable.
Eugene stood up after speaking to Viola.
Right after he took a step, he turned around and looked at Melanie as if something had struck him. He said emotionlessly, “Of course, you aren’t Viola.‘
After Eugene left, Melanie sat on the sofa for a while before returning to her room.
Her wrist hurt from being pulled by Eugene, and it was a little red.
However, Eugene had not noticed this.
All he had wanted was to force himself on her with the excuse of being drunk.
The following day, Melanie went to meet a client before heading to work. When she entered the office, Yana told her in a mysterious tone, “It’s quite lively upstairs.”
“I heard Mr. Scott’s mother is here, and she’s making things difficult for Viola. Well, I can understand why. Not many women from the slums can marry someone rich like Mr. Scott.”
Melanie did not pay attention to the rest of the things she said.
She was wondering why Stella had visited the company. She did not like interfering in the company’s affairs.
However, before she could ponder further, she received a call from upstairs, asking for her
When Melanie was upstairs, she saw Stella in the lounge. Viola stood before her with tears shimmering in her eyes. She seemed to have cried.
Eugene was nowhere to be seen.
Melanie stood at the door and pondered for a while, but Stella had already spotted her.
Stella had always been rude toward Melanie. She asked, “Where’s Eugene?”
Melanie answered, “I don’t know.”