Melanie was aware that Vania said that because the latter knew she couldn't ask Hanson directly.
Melanie snorted. "You're being selfish and ignorant, Vania. Don't expect Hanson to be yours forever. One day, you might end up like me. I shall patiently wait for the day to arrive."
Just then, the door of the dressing room was opened, and Hanson came in.
Melanie turned pale due to shock. She didn't expect Hanson to come in when she was unprepared.
Had their relationship progressed to the point where they would enter the door without knocking?
Exasperation and surprise were currently painted across her face. She had no time to act nonchalant, so she could only watch Hanson walk to Vania's side and take a seat.
The sofa was obviously fit for one person, and although it was big enough for two people to sit together, no one would sit closely like this under normal circumstances, especially in public places.
That showed how intimate Hanson and Vania were.
After entering the room, Hanson did not even notice Melanie at all. Fiddling with Vania's long hair, he inquired, "What's taking you so long? Can we go home now?"
Without waiting for Vania's answer, he continued, "I'm so hungry. Let's go home and eat."
His words had hidden meaning, which was easy for one to fantasize about.
Hanson was indeed not talking about the hunger of a normal person, but the kiss that Vania owed him, as well as the interest that came with it.
Vania squinted at Hanson to stop him from talking nonsense.
Since Hanson suddenly entered the room, his presence also interrupted her thoughts.
Melanie's words were as insignificant as the wind. Vania ignored it before she could think it through.
Hanson shut up obediently, but he continued fiddling with Vania's hair.
His action and their conversation were perceived differently by Melanie. She wondered if they were living together now, and why would they go home for dinner together?
What happened when she was stuck at home?
Also, why did Hanson like Vania's hair so much? She recalled a time when she excitedly asked Hanson what hairstyle looked good on her, but he didn't even bother looking at it.
Now, he didn't seem to be able to let go of Vania's hair.
Melanie felt bitter, but she dared not question him. Seeing Hanson's bandaged hand, she stepped forward and stood in front of him.
Just as she was about to ask Hanson what happened, she heard Vania asking Hanson, "I didn't take a long time. Melanie came here and wanted to catch up with me. Sounds like she has a lot to tell me too."
After saying that, she looked at Melanie and inquired, "Am I right?"
The way Vania spoke sounded so gentle and innocent, obviously hinting at Hanson that Melanie was here to look for trouble with just a few words.
At that moment, Melanie desperately wanted to reach out and stuff Vania's mouth. Before Hanson came in, she was harsh and sharp, but now, she was pretending to be innocent in front of him!
However, she couldn't deny that at all. Swallowing her pride, she answered, "She's right."
Hearing Melanie's words, Hanson turned cold, but he didn't utter a word.
His gaze was fixed on Vania, and with a doting tone, he questioned, "Why are you wasting so much time on insignificant people?"
After that, he got up, took Vania's hand, and walked out, not wanting to stay for another second.
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