The Unfaithful Mr. Scott

Something occurred to Matthew before he left. He stopped at the office door, turned back, and asked Eugene, “Do you know Melanie left the country?”

Eugene paused. He looked at Matthew and saw a hint of amusement in the man’s eyes. Eugene’s expression remained unchanged, but his gaze dropped.

On the day Melanie left, he received a transfer from her. It was a room fee, calculated according to the rate of a five–star hotel. It was precisely because of this that Eugene found it difficult to express himself. She had made things clear between them and left no sentiment behind.

Eugene looked toward the secretary’s office outside. The design of the president’s office was exquisite and from his position. He could see a certain spot outside with a glance.

Melanie used to sit there.

Eugene raised his hand and pinched the space between his brow. He felt a sense of emptiness in his chest.

He had brought it upon himself and could not blame anyone else. Melanie was right to not want him anymore.

That evening, when Simon came to see him, he was surprised. “Mr. Scott, you’ve been busy lately with all the bloodshed. Why do you have time to see me?”

Eugene remained silent in response to his query.

Simon sneered and threw an envelope at him. “I know what you want to ask. Here, my friend arranged it quite well. They’re also keeping an eye on Cedric and William. Nobody will disturb your daughter and

Melanie.”

Eugene looked at the photos in the envelope. There were some of Melanie alone and some of her carrying Meredith.

Actually, it had only been half a month since they separated and nothing had changed at all. Still, it felt like it had been a long time since Eugene saw them. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

In the photos, Melanie and Meredith were both smiling happily. Eugene held the photos and looked at them for a long time.

Simon sat opposite him somewhat confusedly. “Eugene, don’t give me that emotional look. I can’t handle it. If you really want to see her, just go look for her. How expensive

can a plane ticket be? I’ll even buy you the ticket if necessary.”

Eugene put down the photos, a self–deprecating smile playing on his lips. Of course, he knew he could go see her. The problem was if he were to go now, what could he give Melanie besides trouble and unhappiness? Moreover, he had not fully resolved the matters here in Jepton yet.

Seeing him silent again, Simon clicked his tongue lightly. “Honestly, you businessmen are so calculating. At first, you were madly in love with Melanie, then you were not. After that, there was Viola, and now you have a daughter with Melanie.

“Eugene, I really don’t understand you anymore,” Simon said finally.

Simon’s words all rang true since he had seen everything. He thought Eugene was just a cold–hearted guy, but who would have thought Eugene would end up like this for Melanie?

Last year, when Melanie miscarried because of Cedric, it caused quite a stir in the circle. Everyone thought Eugene would not care, but in the end, he went crazy and completely broke ties with his family.

Sometimes, Simon could not help but think that people were fickle. They did not cherish things when they had them, only to start tearing themselves apart when they were gone. Of course, he also included himself among the fickle.