Love Of Tomorrow

Chapter 8 Who Allowed You to Bother Vania?

Melanie’s angry outburst only added fuel to the incoming attacks, and she soon covered her face and hurriedly jumped into the car with a scream. “Go quickly!”

When the car started to move, Melanie’s face twisted as she looked at the bruises on her body. “I’m so pissed. That b*tch Vania must’ve planned this!”

Suddenly, the car came to a stop.

“What now?!”

“I’m sorry, Miss Melanie. There’s a flat tire!”

Melanie vented her anger on the driver. “How did you even look after the car to not know about a flat tire? Tell me, what should I do now?”

Knowing that it was his negligence, the driver could only lower his head and apologize, “Miss Melanie, it’s my fault. I’ve already called for another car to pick you up, and they’ll be here soon.”

Looking at the car that had broken down halfway, the three children glanced at each other with satisfied smiles.

Back in Luke Estate, Melanie immediately tidied herself up after returning to the villa, returning to her usual gentle and proper appearance in an instant. With a glance at the closed study on the third floor, she went to the door of the study with a bowl of fresh soup and, after taking a deep breath, pushed the door open to let herself in. “Hanson, I’ve cooked some soup for you. Why don’t you take a break before you continue?”

Normally, Hanson wouldn’t have raised his head at all, but this time, he placed the documents in his hand down and raised his head to look at the woman in front of him.

hair fell freely down her shoulders, and her skin that wasn’t covered by her pink bathrobe was pale and tender, while she

with disdain. Her strong perfume was too pungent, and the way she was dressed made her look cheap.

that thought, Hanson was taken aback. Why did that woman suddenly appear in his thoughts? In

the pretentiously coy Melanie in front of him.

smile slipped off Melanie’s face. This shouldn’t be happening. Wasn’t there a reaction in his gaze earlier?

hurriedly placed the tray down and went forward to hug Hanson. However, before she could get close to him, he blocked her advances, sending her falling

towel and fiercely wiped the scent of perfume off his hand.

“Hanson, please don’t reject me. I really like you, you know?” Looking at his icy yet

another glance, Hanson turned around in disgust and left. When he reached the door of the study, he stopped in his steps

he slammed the door

cries still could not make him

usual. Once he reached his seat, his computer screen had already lit up. His heart instantly dropped, and he looked at the computer that was switched on, only to see two lines of text on

while the other had just been sent. ‘The sun is already up. Aren’t you going to work? Our hair

slightly

unhappily, ‘It seems that you don’t know yet. We’re warning you, keep your woman away from

was angry and rushed to add on, ‘If this happens again, we’ll

you, make sure you stay far away from our woman.’ Saying that, he decisively turned off the power, cutting off

the table slowly. Vania?