Chapter 17
Melanie wheeled around instantly to see Albert standing a short distance away. His expression was terrifyingly stormy at the moment.
Albert’s gaze was pinned on Tristan’s face. There was even a murderous glint in his eyes. The next second, he rushed over and punched Tristan in the face. Tristan was caught off guard, so he ended up stumbling a few steps backward from the punch. He was about to strike back when he noticed a distraught Melanie running toward him. Almost immediately, he put on a weak facade.
As he covered the comer of his mouth, he mattered, “I’m fine, Mel.”
Melanie could only look at Tristan, clearly distressed. Then, she whipped around to glare at Albert. “What the hell are you doing?” she questioned angrily.
Albert’s expression darkened even more. He suppressed his anger the best he could as he retorted, “That’s my question to you! We just got divorced, and yet you’re quick to seduce other men, huh?”
Hefinally understood why Blake had hesitated to speak up before. Here he was, giddy and delighted to meet Melanie, only to be crushed by what he’d just
witnessed.
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Melanie’s expression became story as well. Her voice was ice–cold as she replied, “Why are you here? We’re already divorced, so whether I hang o people has nothing to do with you!TM
Albert felt as though an invisible hand was gripping his heart tightly. It hurt so ruch that he could barely breathe.
Hebbarted out in a quivering tome, “How does it have nothing to do with me? You left me without a word! Do you have any idea that I’ve already fallen for you?” Shell–shocked, Melanie couldn’t regain her senses for a moment. “What did you just say?”
Albert’s voice came out low and hoarse. There was a hint of suppressed emotions in the undertone. “I said, I’ve already fallen for you! Melanie, I’d like to have a private word with you”
Melanie fell silent momentarily. In the end, she let out a helpless sigh. She tumed around to say to Tristan, “You should go check on your grandma.” nut Tristan refused to leave. There was a trace of worry in his eyes. Melanie patted him on the hand gently, her tone equally tender. “Be good now Tristanshother one last glance before modding. Then, be tumed to leave.
Melanie then led Albert into the villa Both of them soon sat on the couch in the living room. The atmosphere between them was slightly tense.
She gazed at Albert with mixed emotions on her face. “What do you mean you’ve fallen for me? Haven’t you been in love with Vivienne this whole time? Albert lowered his head. Regret colored his voice, “Yes. There was once a time when I thought I loved Vivi. But it was your absence that taught me I’d gotten used your presence a long time ago.
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“We’ve been together for five long years. You never complained about the state of things, nor did you demand more from me. Your polite and gentle personality made me grow dependent on you unconsciously.
“Whenever I saw you, I felt very safe and secure. I even grew jealous of Leon for being able to take up so much space in your heart. It was only after you lett that I realized I’d fallen for you a long time ago. Melanie, this is all my fault. I came here to ask you to remarry me.”
Melanie just gazed at Albert with mixed feelings in her eyes. After a moment of silence, she shook her head in the end.
“Sorry, I don’t want to remarry you,” she replied firmly.
Albert could only stare at Melanie in disbelief. He’d sown that proposing to her wouldn’t be an easy task, but he didn’t expect to be rejected on the spot. Furious, le exclaimed, “Is it because of that college student? since when do you prefer your men young? What can he provide you with, anyway? I can give you everything in the world, to why can’t be the one for you? I have everything, including money and power! You know how good I am in bed given our history tool” Melanie was stunned she didn’t expect Albert to say such things.
He wasn’t being lumbarli at all. Usually, he was calmn and kept his emotions under control. He often adopted asupertor and arrogant position
But right now, he was acting
aman driven mad by jealousy. To think that he was actually comparing himself with a young man who was still wet behind his
Melanie let out a small sigh before countering Albert’s statement exasperatedly, “it’s true that you’re itch and influential. I won’t deny that you’re superior to Tristan Bui Eliere’s one thing about him that you can never hope to win against ”
Albert’s expression darkened instantly. With suppressed anger, he gritted out, “What is 117¬ Melanie raised her head to lock Albert in the eye calisly. “He looks just like Leon ”
