Evelyn had a manicure with diamonds and sequins on her nails.
As she reached for the glass of water, the sequins on her nails somehow flipped just enough to slice open Melanie’s fingertip.
Melanie winced and let go almost instantly. The moment she let go, Evelyn did the same, but not before she tipped the glass over. The hot water spilled onto Melanie’s hand, making her gasp in pain.
She instinctively wanted to scream, but she gritted her teeth through the pain out of sheer habit. Even so, her forehead was drenched in a cold sweat, and there were tears of pain in the corners of her eyes.
Melanie’s lips were white and her brow was deeply furrowed. Her right hand was bright red from her wrist to her knuckles.
Eugene jumped to his feet instantly and strode over to Melanie, lifting her elbow. His voice was low and authoritative. “We’re going to the hospital right now!”
Melanie’s skin was fair, so the hot red welts stood out like a sore thumb.
She could not say anything right now, so she allowed Eugene to lift her elbow and slowly lead her out of the office.
Fortunately, Melanie had just been to the small clinic behind the branch company building.
Even so, the burns on her hand were frighteningly red and swollen by the time they got there. There were even a couple of blisters on her wrist.
Eugene stared at the female doctor who was treating Melanie’s wound, his voice deep and solemn. “Can you treat her? If you’re not sure, tell me now.”
The doctor held the cotton swab, frowning at his attitude. “What, do you think you can do better than me?”
Melanie’s hand was still scalding hot. She could not speak, so she just looked up at Eugene and implored him to stay quiet.
Eugene’s expression turned cold. He looked at Melanie for a moment before saying, “If anything goes wrong, don’t blame it on the company.”
With that, he stormed out of the clinic.
Although Melanie had sustained burns on a large part of her hand, she received treatment quickly enough for there to be no lasting effects.
Nevertheless, the doctor wrapped her hand in a thin layer of gauze.
The only thing that really hurt was the wound on her ring finger where Evelyn’s nail had cut her. The hot water had scalded the open wound, and the skin around the cut was now pale. It was a little gruesome to look at.
Once the bandages were settled, Melanie left the doctor’s office. She had expected Eugene to be back at the company by now, but he was still sitting in the waiting room.
Melanie stopped in her tracks for a while before walking over, her expression perfectly normal.
Eugene watched her walk out, his gaze trained on her hand.
A moment later, he said, “The company will reimburse the expenses. Since this is a work injury, you’ll be compensated.”
Melanie raised a brow. “And what about Evelyn?
“I know she did it on purpose.”
Eugene frowned slowly. “Do you have any proof?”
Melanie lowered her eyes. She had none.
Eugene looked at her, his expression complicated. After a moment of silence, he said, “If you don’t have any proof, don’t mention it. I will compensate you at the highest rate possible.”
Melanie did not like what she was hearing. “Are you covering for her?”
Eugene’s expression turned slightly cold. “Melanie, you have no proof.”
Melanie’s bandaged hand still hurt. The pain from the cut on her fingertip seemed to shoot directly to her heart.
Melanie tugged at the corners of her mouth and asked Eugene self–deprecatingly, “Would you be so impartial if Viola had been the one who was scalded?”
Eugene looked at her impatiently. “Why are you even asking a question like that? What’s the point?”