The Day I Kissed An Older Man

'Why does she keep pushing me to another woman? Does she have no heart at all?' thought Lucas. Lucas walked over to Melody with a darkened expression. It was obvious he was in a bad mood.

"It's true that I've known Stella for many years, and I've explained everything to you. There's nothing more I can say if you still don't believe me there's nothing more. Melody, don't forget you're my wife right now. Do what you're supposed to do, and don't reveal anything in front of Grandma and Grandpa. Play your role well!"

Melody's hand, which was combing her hair, froze for a moment. She let out a bitter laugh and said, "Don't worry. When have I ever let you down in playing the role of your wife? It's you who should not keep an eye on Miss Stella lest she expose our secret to Grandma."

"Always sharp-tongued as usual. I guess that's your only skill!" Suddenly, Lucas leaned in and held Melody's chin. Her skin was soft to the touch, and there was a lingering fragrance as she had just taken a shower.

Melody's expression in the makeup mirror seemed particularly stubborn. She snorted gruffly. "Hmph! I can say the same about you!"

The atmosphere between the two was still tense when they were in the room. However, as soon as they descended the stairs, they immediately acted sweetly to each other. Lucas then held Melody's hand, causing her to be momentarily stunned.

our act more believable. You're an actress now, so shouldn't you be better at acting than me?" Unexpectedly, Melody did not argue with him. Only she knew that

downstairs

Lucas and Melody holding hands as they descended the stairs. The more she looked at Melody, the more satisfied she felt. She was determined to dispel certain unwarranted thoughts in

naturally noticed this, too. She had anticipated Beatrice would not summon her for anything good.

not do anything. She forcefully suppressed the resentment in her heart, put on her best fake smile, and approached with feigned enthusiasm.

the voice of this big celebrity so sickeningly sweet? Nevertheless, she replied, "Oh... I was talking to

the way, Grandma wouldn't let me help in the kitchen either. I've just been sitting here, waiting to eat. How embarrassing is that? Melody, why don't you go and talk to Grandma for me? She's too kind to

hoping to make her believe that Beatrice genuinely cared for

at Stella, her tone was incredibly gentle as she then