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.

her hair. Her long hair fell freely down her shoulders, and her skin that wasn’t covered by her pink

perfume was too pungent, and the way she

In particular, the

he looked at the pretentiously coy Melanie in front of him. “Get

face. This shouldn’t be happening. Wasn’t there a reaction in his gaze earlier? Why did he

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

brows furrow tautly as he picked up a wet towel and fiercely wiped

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

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

he slammed

cries still could not

arrived at the company a little later than usual. Once he reached his seat, his computer screen had already lit

other had just been sent. ‘The sun is already up. Aren’t you going to work? Our hair is turning white from waiting

brows furrowed slightly as he replied, ‘What is

don’t know yet. We’re warning you, keep your

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

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

at the replies, his fingers drummed the table slowly. Vania? Ha,