The Unfaithful Mr. Scott

“You can leave if you’re done.”

“Pine, I’ll leave,” Simon tossed his phone into his bag, got up, and added, “Xander’s plane back to Jepton is today. I think he has already arrived.”

He enjoyed watching without being bothered. However, Eugene was his buddy for many years, so he felt it necessary to give a heads–up. “Your dad has probably taken notice of Melanie’s daughter.”

He still found it weird that Eugene suddenly had a daughter, so he referred to her as Melanie’s daughter.

However, when he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and retraced his steps. He looked at Eugene oddly.

Eugene looked up, and Simon asked, “Remember when we were drinking? I mentioned you were raising someone else’s child, and you seemed upset. Was it because…”

Before he could finish his sentence, he met Eugene’s dagger–like gaze.

Simon tactfully stopped and gestured as if zipping his lips shut. Turning, he left.

After Simon left, the coldness in Eugene’s eyes faded. He rubbed his forehead somewhat helplessly.

He did not display emotions openly, but he remembered the excitement he felt when he first heard that Melanie was pregnant. Later, it left him at a loss. NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

Of course, he remembered. Melanie had chosen the nickname ‘Merry‘ for their child.

She called her daughter the same name, indicating it was their child.

Eugene never said it, but on the day he learned of Melanie’s pregnancy, he did not sleep all night.

He spent the whole night wondering whether it would be a boy or a girl, whether they would resemble Melanie or him? Would they be twins?

It was so absurd that he felt foolish.

He even found himself hoping that the child would only resemble Melanie and not him.

Now, looking back, he deserved it.

How did he ever fall for her clumsy acting….

He should have doubted her.

Even when Meredith appeared before him so many times, he failed to recognize her.

His phone, placed beside him, suddenly beeped. Eugene glanced at it. It was a text message.

However, his attention was caught by the date displayed on the screen. It was only a few days until Melanie’s birthday.

He tilted his head back and closed his eyes, his jawline looking tense and defined. His Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, seemingly contemplating something.

Indeed, Melanie had no plans for her birthday, and this year was no different. She only intended to visit her grandparents‘ grave.

Yvonne volunteered to drive her. It was not the weekend, and Melanie did not want to trouble her.

However, Yvonne said, “I’ve already taken the day off. It’ll be troublesome for you to go alone. What if it delays the surprise I’ve prepared for you?”

Melanie asked, “A surprise for me?”

Yvonne grinned. “You’ll see it soon enough.”

After all, it was a cemetery, so Melanie did not let Yvonne come in with her. She carried the flowers and fruits she had prepared for her grandparents. When she walked over, she saw a figure standing before her grandfather’s tombstone.

Melanie’s expression turned cold. She stopped ten steps away from Eugene. “Why are you here?”

Eugene looked at her, his gaze darkening. “I should’ve come long ago.

He continued, “I didn’t fulfill my promise. It’s only right I come to beg for forgiveness.”