The Unfaithful Mr. Scott

hapter 77 Before she could take a step, Eugene said, “It seems more like you’re on vacation this time than a business trip.”This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

His tone was indifferent, but his words made her uncomfortable. It was clear that Eugene had arranged for Evelyn to accompany him, and now it seemed as if Melanie was slacking off.

Melanie pressed her lips together before replying, “Isn’t Miss Shue accompanying you enough?” Eugene paused and then scoffed. His dark eyes fixed on Melanie, he asked, “Do you have a problem with that?”

Melanie lowered her gaze. “No.” She felt a slightly damp towel land on her and saw Eugene sitting down on the sofa expressionlessly. “Come over and help me dry my hair. I’m tired.”

Melanie gripped the towel but did not move. Eugene raised an eyebrow, a hint of displeasure crossing his face.. “Do | need to invite you over?”

Eugene’s hair was soft, a stark contrast to his appearance, Melanie always found it somewhat discordant. Lost in thought, her attention drifted until Eugene took in a sharp breath, bringing her back to reality.

Eugene tilted his head slightly, avoiding the towel in Melanie’s hand. “What are you thinking about?” Melanie said, “Nothing.” There was a pause, but then he added sarcastically, “Thinking about Stephen?”

She frowned at that. She did not understand why Eugene kept bringing Stephen up. His words rubbed her the wrong way, and she could not help but retort, “Are you thinking about Viola or Miss Shue?”

Eugene’s dark eyes slowly narrowed as he glared at Melanie. The mockery that traced the corners of his mouth became increasingly apparent, as if he were about to say something sarcastic.

However, before he could speak, his brows furrowed and he involuntarily bent forward as a slight tremor ran through him.

Observing his movements, Melanie hesitated for a moment before recalling that Eugene had mentioned something about feeling unwell. She thought he was fine when she saw him earlier.

Setting the towel aside, she went to fetch the medicine she had bought and poured a glass of water for him. Eugene eased up a bit and silently took the medicine.

However, as soon as he set the glass down, he looked at Melanie and said, “Leave.”

Melanie had not even put down the medicine yet when she heard Eugene say coldly, “Viola or Miss Shue? Since when is my business something you need to worry about, Melanie?”

Indeed, his affairs were none of her concern.

Melanie quietly took her leave. The moment she stepped outside, she ran into Evelyne.

Evelyn paused upon seeing Melanie and then asked, “Did you come to deliver medicine to Eugene?”

“He’s already taken it,” Melanie replied.

After saying that, Melanie walked away but had not even taken two steps when Evelyn called out to her. Smiling faintly, she said, “I've postponed tomorrow morning’s work, so don’t disturb him.”

The implication of her words was significant. Melanie descended the stairs briskly. Her expression remained unchanged as she returned to her room where she discovered that Xander had replied to her message with a simple question mark.

Melanie introduced herself, and after a brief moment's waiting, Xander responded with a ‘Got it’ and nothing more. Meanwhile, upstairs, Evelyn had gone into Eugene’s room. He opened his eyes when he heard ‘the door open.

Seeing it was Evelyn, he lowered his gaze again and asked indifferently, “Why are you here?”

Unfazed, Evelyn looked at Eugene’s exposed skin unabashedly before simply replying, “To take care of you. Is that okay?”

Eugene paused for a moment before opening his eyes again to give her a meaningful look. Evelyn took a seat next to him. “Want to give it a try?”