Chapter 48 Haunted by the Past
Melody’s slap damaged Timothy’s dignity, leaving a resounding impact.
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Timothy stood frozen; his handsome features lost their warmth, and his once–deep black eyes were now icy and piercing.
“Melody,” Timothy’s voice sliced through the tension like a knife. “You better pray you can remain in the Shield’s peacefully.”
His voice was like a layer of frost.
“You, leave. The Shields can’t tolerate rebellious and shameless juniors like you,” he declared, his voice tinged with disdain.
As he moved closer, he raised his hand, and the veins on its back bulged with tension.
However, when he met Melody’s emotionless and icy gaze, his pupils constricted, and his knuckles trembled slightly.
At that moment, an inexplicable sense of indebtedness washed over him.
Yet, she had attacked him without justification.
He lowered his eyes and eventually retracted his hand. He drove her away coldly.
Melody looked at him, her dark eyes unable to hide a lazy and decadent glint.
What in the world is this?!
She smirked, the smile not reaching her eyes: “I was invited by Poppy.”
“Are you sure you want to drive me away?”
Timothy frowned, impatiently turning around, and scoffed, “Oh Melody, attending the banquet, do you honestly think you’re on Suzanna’s level?”
“Once a thief, always a thief!”
“I will have someone to keep an eye on you.”
Melody casually twirled the hair at the corner of her cheek.
She appeared indifferent, yet her eyes betrayed a strong sense of hostility.
“Thief” – such a familiar word to her.
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But she was never the thief.
No one believed her.
She refused to bear the blame for actions from her past life.
She sneered, “Let’s just wait and see.”
As soon as Melody stepped into the Shields, she was stopped again.
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Mrs. Swenson wiped the sweat from her forehead. She panted heavily and smirked at Melody with a malicious smile.
“Melody, Nanny ordered that for Ms. Shield’s safety, you are not allowed to step into the Shields.”
“Now, you better get out… Ah!”
Someone suddenly kicked her old waist before Mrs. Swenson could finish her triumphant speech.
Gary’s face turned pale, his steps faltered, and his eyes bloodshot.
He used almost all his strength to kick Mrs. Swenson’s old waist.
Standing before Melody with a frail figure, he appeared so weak that even a gust of wind could easily topple him.
He knelt at the altar day and night. The dark, eerie atmosphere once terrified him.
Despite his fear, bis mischievous na
Despite his fear, his mischievous nature compelled him to cause trouble, often blaming Melody constantly.
Melody knelt at the altar for five days and fell unconscious from desive behavior to
found her and swiftly called for an ambulance, finally revealing Gary’s excessive behavior to
Mrs. Ingrid
the Shields.
Yet, he covertly enlisted Melody’s aid to endure the consequences.
He finally comprehended the unbearable nature of these punishments. The eerie and dark night within the hall sent shivers down his spine; the cold penetrated his bones.
Melody had endured many cold nights of punishment for him.
He stared at Melody with tears brimming, and his voice was hoarse as he croaked, “Mel…”
Feeling uneasy about her reaction, he hesitated before speaking again. “Melody, for the
past
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four years, a cartoon scarf would appear at my door on my birthday. Was it you who sent it?”
Gary’s eyes bore darkness. His black T–shirt appeared hollow as if it could crumple at any
moment.
“Gary, is this really so hard to guess?”
Melody lazily lifted her eyelids and gave him a casual glance.
She remained unmoved by his broken–hearted appearance and the anguish in his hollow
eyes.
It was too late.
Even if she knew, what difference would it make?
She would never forgive him.
“Yes, it’s quite obvious, but I never paid attention.”
