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Chapter 103 He’s Not My Brother
Chapter 103 He’s Not My Brother
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Gary’s hands were blistered from the heat. While cutting mangoes, he even sliced his finger.
Yet, his spirits remained high.
He wondered what Melody’s reaction would be when she saw that he made her a mango cake.
Would she be touched? Would she forgive him, at least a little?
With a hopeful heart, Gary walked to the front of the Moore Residence.
The residence was vast, and the guards stopped him immediately when they noticed him lurking about.
“Who are you? The Moore Residence doesn’t accept visitors this late. You need an appointment,” one of the guards said, blocking his path.
Despite being turned away, Gary remained patient. “I’m Melody’s brother,” he explained. “Tell her Gary is here. She’ll want to see me.”
Ever since Melody had been married off to the Moore family on behalf of Suzanna, no one from her side had visited.
When she arrived on her wedding day, she walked into the Moore Residence alone, carrying a heavy suitcase.
It was supposed to be a joyous day, but there were no celebrations or decorations. The house was cold like a tomb.
The guards sneered at Gary, who looked worn out and battered, as though he was a vagrant.
“Where did you come from? How dare you claim kinship with Mrs. Moore! She has no brother, let alone any family!” one of the guards taunted.
“Get lost! Do you think we’re stupid?”
Gary was outraged. “Nonsense! The Shield … ”
One of the guards impatiently interrupted him, “If Mrs. Moore truly had family, she wouldn’t have limped into the house on her wedding day with nothing but a heavy suitcase. She wouldn’t even have worn cheap clothes.
“If she had a family, they wouldn’t have let her suffer like that.
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Chapter 103 He’s Not My Brother
“Don’t make me laugh. Brother? A brother who didn’t even show up to the wedding?”
Each word stabbed deep into Gary’s heart. His chest tightened with guilt.
His grip on the mango cake box tightened until his knuckles turned pale.
He didn’t know Melody was so embarrassed and helpless when she married Edward.
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He–her so–called brother–had only ever benefited from her and given nothing in return.
He deserved to die!
Gary’s eyes brimmed with sorrow. His voice trembled as he pleaded, “Please, just tell her I’m here. I won’t leave until I see her.”
He had to see Melody today to make up for past regrets.
“Suit yourself. Go wait somewhere else!”
The guards thought Gary was good at playing the victim.
They were looking at him as if he were a fool and returned to their post.
Two hours passed before a low–key black Rolls–Royce approached the gates.
Inside, Melody stirred awake as the car came to an abrupt halt.
Bernard cursed, “D*mn! Where did this vagrant come from?
“Madam, I’ll handle this!”
Melody gave a slight nod. As she couldn’t refuse Lily’s invitation, she had spent the evening at the Griffin Residence, captivated by Lily’s embroidery work.
By the time she realized it, it was already midnight.
Edward had just stood up, and there were many things that he needed to deal with. He had already gone to the group and sent Bernard to follow her.
She didn’t expect she would be jolted awake while dozing off.
Peering out of the window in displeasure, Melody spotted a young man in ragged clothes crouched in front of the car, clinging to a messy looking cake. His face was bruised and scarred, but she recognized him instantly–Gary
She frowned in confusion. Why was he here?
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“Let go of me! I want to see Melody! I want to see my sister!
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“Mel, I made a mango cake for you. I’ll never waste your kindness again. Please come out and see me!
“Please, Mel. I know I was wrong.
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Gary’s voice was hoarse as he shouted, struggling against the guards holding him back.
Melody watched from the car, her expression cold and detached. She made no move to get out.
“Madam, this man’s claiming to be your brother. Should we get rid of him?” One of the guards asked, hoping to earn favor.
With half–lidded eyes, Melody replied, “I do have a brother. But it’s not him.”
Her only brother was Martin.
The window had been lowered just enough for her words to reach Gary’s ears.
In that moment, all hope drained from him as his heart plummeted.
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