The Day I Kissed An Older Man

"Send him another message. He definitely wouldn't reply like this. He loves me, I'm sure of it! He wouldn't reply like that! Are you lying to me?" Melody frowned and glared at Wendy. Unable to tolerate getting such a look, Wendy slapped Melody, knocking her onto the bed.

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not; it doesn't change the fact that Lucas was the one who sent the message. That's how fragile his love for you is. It certainly didn't take much to ruin it. One look at your ugly, swollen face and he's gone! Oh, how I pity you. You know what? Seeing how heartbroken you are, I'll ask him again."

Wendy sent another message to Lucas, [Your woman is in my hands now. I heard you're a sentimental man, Mister Lucas, so although her face is not as pretty as before, surely you wouldn't mind spending a few million to save her, right?]

Lucas had been waiting for Wendy's message. As soon as he saw it, he picked up his phone and quickly composed a response. However, just as he was about to send it, he hesitated.

'I shouldn't reply so quickly if I wanted Wendy to think I don't care about Melody,' he thought.

"Mister Lucas, we can only confirm that Madam is in a small town outside the city, but we're not sure exactly where she is now."

"Keep searching. We must pinpoint her location accurately without alerting Wendy. When necessary, contact the local mayor. Let the townspeople know that if they provide useful information, I will reward them generously."

"Yes, Mister Lucas."

would occur. At that point, he was only sure Wendy was there,

wealthy husband doesn't seem to care much about you. It's been several minutes, and still no

next room stuck his

your fan. My friends call

I tell you to wait

scratched his head. "I

yet? Oh my, how did

her."