Melody grumbled.

Lucas nodded. "Then don't use perfume. I like this scent on you," said Lucas.

Melody rolled her eyes and tugged at her clothes.

Lucas, distracted, was caught off-guard and stumbled when she pulled, causing both of them to fall onto the sofa.

"Ouch-"

Lucas quickly covered Melody's head to protect her, but his own palm grazed against the armrest.

"Melody, you're back! What happened? Why won't you two tell us anything?" Beatrice's voice came from the doorway.

Before the two could react, she anxiously pushed the door open.

"Grandma?!"

tried to get up in a bit of panic, but Lucas remained

considering that Melody's clothes were torn. She nudged Lucas' chest. "Quick, get

Grandma," called out Lucas

in

an old-fashioned person. I'll ask you later when

Lucas and

than she barged in, as if afraid of

sighed dejectedly and gently pushed Lucas. "It's all your fault. Grandma must've gotten the wrong idea! She thought we were doing...well... Oh,

hand in his own. "Why are your hands so small? You can't even

I don't need you to tell me I'm weak again. You're amazing, the most incredible

at that moment, his laughter was both rare

expect that someone who usually wore such a stern expression could

laughed enough, Lucas laid down

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