The Day I Kissed An Older Man

"What does that mean? It's just the literal meaning," Melody sat on the nearby chair and frowned at him. "Do I have to remind you of the things you do yourself?"

Lucas sat up from the bed with a stern face. "Melody, make your words clear. What do you mean by 'acting and pretending skills'? What am I pretending?"

The man in front of her was two-faced, saying one thing in public and another behind her back. Denying the things he had done was not a good trait. She realized she idealized him too much. "What else do you want me to say?" Melody was determined today and gave Lucas no mercy. "You're just good at pretending, at everything. Lucas, can't you be more genuine?"

Lucas had no idea what he had done to make her say such things. "Genuine? Like what?"

"You and Stella clearly have more than just a casual friendship, yet you pretend to be just friends in front of me. Isn't that pretending?"

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straight to the study. Melody was left in the room, feeling

not sleep well. In the early hours of the

morning, when Beatrice saw Lucas coming out of the study, she knew that something must have happened

the Riveras," urged Beatrice without questioning what had happened with Lucas. Knowing his personality, he would not share the details with her. She had to find another way to gather

Edmund, despite his concerns, reluctantly made his way to the Riveras residence. Beatrice summoned him to the garden, where she was holding a pair of scissors,

have a

delicate matter, and Edmund found it hard to broach. "Um... Mister Lucas and Miss Melody simply had a misunderstanding. Once it's explained, everything will be fine. Please don't worry too much, Madam," he replied with a

dissatisfied with his response, set the scissors aside and scrutinized him. "You've been with Lucas all this time, not just assisting him with work. What exactly transpired between Lucas and Melody?