The Unfaithful Mr. Scott

Henry looked momentarily crestfallen. “Mhm, she’s your daughter. That unlucky bastard.”

Henry could see Melanie had a strong protective instinct toward Meredith. Although he wanted to, he did not get closer to Meredith.

Eugene was still in the ward, and since Melanie was already here, she visited Eugene with Henry.

Eugene was recovering well. His gaze first fell on Melanie and then shifted to Meredith, who was in Melanie’s arms. His voice was hoarse from not drinking water for too long. “Why did you bring her here today?”

“Yvonne is at work,” Melanie did not further explain.

She did not have anything to say to Eugene, but since Henry had just mentioned Eugene’s condition and the Harmon family’s affairs, she felt compelled to visit him.

Henry did not stay there for long. He returned to his ward with Landon after a while since he was still

recuperating in the hospital.

Only three were left in the ward. Apart from occasional babbling from Meredith, the ward was quiet.

Eugene sat on the hospital bed, his eyes drawn to Meredith. The chubby little girl lay in Melanie’s arms, playing with her fingers and giggling incessantly.

His dark gaze gradually softened, his eyes becoming filled with tenderness and caution.

It was as if he feared his gaze was too intense and might scare Meredith.

However, the intensity lasted only momentarily. Then, he seemed to recall something. The softness dissipated, replaced by gloominess.

His voice sounded tense as if he were struggling. “Melanie.”

She looked up indifferently.

Eugene closed his eyes briefly and asked, “Were you scared when you were giving birth to her?” Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Melanie’s eyelashes fluttered. She had not expected Eugene to ask this.

Scared?

Of course, she was scared.

She was alone in Nava. Even though she had friends like Xander, she had to do many things alone.

When she had to go for a Cesarean section after planning for a natural birth, she could no longer exert any strength. However, she still had to sign the consent form for the surgery with her trembling hands. At that moment, Melanie was on the verge of collapse and wanted to give up.

Loneliness was just momentary, and the only light shining on her was the glaring light in the

operating room.

A strange environment, unfamiliar people, and a surgery with an uncertain outcome.

How could Melanie not feel despair?

But she managed to get through it.

She gritted her teeth and got through it bit by bit.

Eugene was asking her if she was scared. How could she answer that?

She remained silent momentarily before saying, “It was alright.”

Eugene said softly. “I’m sorry. Melanie, I’m sorry.”

Melanie sat there in silence for a while before speaking, “There’s no point in saying sorry.”

With that, she left with Meredith.

Eugene leaned against the hospital bed, still feeling Melanie’s presence. He raised his wrist to wipe away the shimmering tears in his eyes, his jawline tensing up.

Melanie was right. His apology was indeed useless.

He was just a jerk–the biggest jerk in the world.