His Heiress Wife (Retika)

Chapter 119: The Pianist Under 

Melody's intimidation, everyone finished another hour of class peacefully.

When the class was over, Melody woke up.

She had been awake for the entire two days she had been taping variety shows, causing her schedule to be disturbed.She could no longer do the things she used to do regularly.

Seeing that Melody had woken up, Luke immediately took out a box of pastries and a tumbler from his backpack and handed it over to her.

His gestures towards her were deft and natural.

Anyone that would see him could easily tell that he had been doing this habit for a long time.

"Boss, have some" uttered Luke as he offered the box of pastries.

Melody always had low blood sugar issues since she was a child.

Perhaps it was because she was too beautiful, smart, and powerful that she had some added flaws to her body, otherwise she would be too perfect.

And Melody preferred foods that were salty and spicy.

She disliked sweets and was frequently dizzy as a result of her low blood sugar.

Luke had been by her side for a long time and had long been used to serving her like this.

Melody heard Luke's familiar voice and smelled the fragrance of the pastries.

She instinctively took the box of pastries and stuffed one into her mouth.

Luke was glad to see Melody eat.

"Have some fresh lemonade, too, Boss!" he said as he handed over the tumbler.

Melody took a sip from the tumbler.

As expected, it was Luke who made the organic lemonade.

Even the iced French tea that he drank at Mr.David's house did not taste as good as this.

When the other students in Class 8 saw Luke serving Melody some food, they were all taken aback.

Wasn't it a little too much for him to serve her like a queen? Their class didn't need another Melody's servants at all but they seemed to have found one in Luke.

How could a top student be her personal servant? What kind of background did Melody have? Why was everyone so polite to her? Why was everyone following her? Along with the students’ malicious looks, Lance also looked scornful.

However, his displeasure was not directed at Melody, but towards Luke who was beside her.

Lance couldn't believe how he didn't even know that Boss ate pastries and liked to drink lemonade.

could Luke know of this? What

full of love and had never

when he was with

nothing to hide

you and Luke know each

soon as Lance asked Melody, almost every student in Class

also a look of anticipation in his eyes which belonged to

could not help but ask this time, although he wasn't sure whether

want to hide it from

and faintly replied, "Yes." when she noticed that Lance

and it softened

other in the countryside, Lance felt glad about Melody's

out that Melody and Luke knew each other

wonder they seemed so comfortable with

happy as

had already said it, Lance had no reason to suspect anything

was overjoyed that he forgot the tension he had with Lance

used to be with Boss, and she took good care of me.Get

Luke proudly uttered.

didn't want to

he thought

became

to learn that he was from

chosen to represent the school in national competitions

common for every school to have one

closeness with Melody to be too suspicious gave up the idea and actually wanted to

and everyone returned to their

from the teacher's office with a stack of papers in

stood on the podium and looked

me a minute.Listen

class leader was well-liked in

girl who was

the other students, everyone still

lazily looked up at her

class leader pushed up the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of

administration and student government are planning to have a huge festival.And with this, every class must showcase a

our class.We all know that we only excel in academics, we have no talent

understood what the class

for their good results, they were also known for their arrogance as all the

was so young and bright, so what if the results

entertainment or sports! Whenever there were competitions, somebody from Class 8 would always be dragged

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