The Day I Kissed An Older Man

"I don't usually meddle in other people's business, but you're now married, and Melody is my granddaughter-in-law. I have to speak up for her," Beatrice rarely spoke with such sternness toward Lucas. "Do you know how she returned home today?"

Lucas could not understand why she was asking that question. "Didn't Edmund send her back?"

Beatrice scoffed. "Edmund? Don't try to fool me! She returned in another man's car. One of our maids happened to see that and relayed that information to me! How could you let your wife take a ride home with someone else?"

Lucas frowned, wondering who it was that sent Melody back if it was not Edmund. It later struck him that it could have been Sherman. The thought made him incredibly unhappy. That woman had disregarded everything he said to her and continued to interact with Sherman!

"Melody is a woman. You married her, so you must respect her! Never let anyone else send her home again. She's your wife, which means she's your responsibility," Beatrice said.

Lucas did not show his displeasure in front of her and merely nodded in acquiescence. "I assure you that it won't happen again."

from her drawer. "And now that we're on the topic of making sure that Melody is treated right, you'll have to hold a proper wedding for her. I've consulted some

eyed the brochure but did not reach out to take it. "Melody and I aren't planning

she willingly marries you! Did you really buy her excuse that she didn't want it? She's probably just a little shy. All women dream of walking

would only complicate their one-year charade. However, Beatrice's insistence left him

these to Melody before bed. Let me know

and

over and mercilessly. "Wake

She was just pretending to avoid that confrontation. They had nothing to say to each other, and she was thoroughly appalled

and asked coldly, "I underestimated you, Melody. How dare you complain