Chapter 3052 But for someone you genuinely care about, you'd keep them locked away at hand away from prying eyes.
" Albert remained silent, his gaze fixed on Melissa.
In that moment, he struggled to discern his emotions.
Had he been too demanding of her? Regaining her composure, Melissa offered, "I'll arrange for the driver to take you home.
"1 However, Albert replied casually, "I'd prefer to be alone for a bit.
Melissa stepped aside to summon the driver for Albert before departing. Melissa had arrived in the company car.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNow she wondered if she could get a taxi here in the middle of the night.
Stepping out of the club, she spotted a white Bentley parked by the roadside.
After pondering briefly, Melissa approached the passenger door and climbed in, finding Marcus inside, smoking quietly.
She remained silent.
Eventually, Marcus broke the silence.
"Melissa, am I nothing more than your casual fling now?" Silence enveloped the two.
Melissa blinked, her voice soft.
's BunnyBookery "Is that what you believe?" Marcus, visibly upset, countered, "Have you thought about our future at all? Last night meant nothing to you, did it? That's why you rushed out for birth control pills in the morning.
That's why you don't wantat your place, right?" His frustration made him sound harsh.
Melissa, feeling unwell from all the alcohol she consumed, lacked the energy for arguments.
Slumped in her seat, she murmured, "What answer do you expect from me? That everything is fine now, after just one night together?" Marcus watched her, his expression unreadable.
He spoke, his tone measured.
"You're aware of Albert's feelings for you, yet you stay.
How can I overlook that?" It troubled Marcus deeply.
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Melissa was with Marcus briefly three years ago, but Albert Gad been but by her side for thre three long years. Despite everything, she chose to stay with Albert.
After hearing Marcus, Melissa offered a faint smile.
She attempted to smooth her disheveled hair, her shaky hands betraying her emotions.
Once composed, she whispered softly, "Yes, I'm aware.
But what makes you think you can judge me? When I arrived in Heron, I I had nothing, not even the assurance of a future for my unborn child.
What choices did I have? Return to Duefron, devoid of pride, and plead for your acknowledgment of our child? Or accept the support of someone genuinely willing to offera different path?