Inside the restroom, Melody Summers stood to one side, arms crossed, watching Nina Summers with her head down as she tried to clean the dessert and wine off her dress.
The pale yellow dress still showed faint stains after being washed, but at least she didn’t look as disheveled as before. Nina Summers breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her head, and said softly to Melody Summers, "Melody, thank you for helping me out of that situation."
Looking at Nina Summers’ meek and submissive demeanor, Melody Summers felt a complicated mix of emotions.
She recalled the heatwave last year when Caleb Summers and his family had come to set her up on a blind date. Back then, even though Nina Summers was a bit down on her luck, she had still carried herself with her head held high, like a proud little peacock.
Now, just over a year later, the sharp confidence in Nina’s eyes was completely gone. She stood slightly hunched, with her head bowed and shoulders slumped. A trace of sorrow, unbefitting of her age, was hidden between her brows. She looked like a little quail that had been wronged one too many times.
Melody Summers frowned slightly. "That guy who pushed you just now... is he the boyfriend you mentioned before?"
Nina had mentioned having a boyfriend back when Caleb Summers’ family had tried to set Melody up.
Hearing this, Nina Summers nodded gently. "Yeah, that’s him. My boyfriend, Winston Sheffield..."
The memory of her family trying to set Melody up resurfaced, and Nina looked up guiltily. "Melody, I’m so sorry. My parents forced that matchmaking attempt on you to help me, and they said such awful things... I’m apologizing on their behalf."
Melody Summers just shook her head, unconcerned. "Let’s not talk about the past. What about you? That guy treats you like this and you’re not even married yet. If you actually marry him, what kind of life do you think you’ll have?"
Nina Summers froze for a second before forcing a smile. "His... his family is very nice to me," she answered quietly. "His father is my dad’s boss, and he’s so young but he’s already a civil servant..."
Seeing Melody Summers’ deepening frown and silence, Nina’s eyes reddened again. With a sob in her voice, she said, "Melody, I don’t have a choice... My mom’s dead, my dad remarried and has a new baby. I don’t have a home anymore... My only option is to get married and move out as fast as I can..."
After Nina Summers had barely escaped The Crestview Hotel with her life, she returned home only for Caleb Summers to slap her across the face instead of showing any concern, cursing her for being so reckless.
Caleb Summers grew more and more unhappy with Nina. Compounding this, Zoe Kane was constantly poisoning his mind with pillow talk. Nina’s life at home had become like that of a slave; she had to endure Zoe Kane’s constant nitpicking and also wait on her little brother, Chester Summers.
Nina felt like she couldn’t go on. All she wanted was to move out, and getting married was the quickest way to do it.
If she had once wanted to marry Winston Sheffield to marry up, now she just wanted to marry him to save herself. She had to escape the home that had become an abyss.
Hearing this just gave Melody Summers a headache. ’Why does escaping one abyss mean you have to get married? Aren’t you afraid of just falling into another one?’ But she had just had a long discussion about marriage with Sophie Thorne and didn’t have the energy to rehash it with Nina.
She ignored what Nina had said and changed the subject. "So what’s your plan now?"
Nina Summers bit her lower lip, silent. Winston Sheffield had brought her, but now he was ignoring her. She didn’t know a soul at the party; it would just be awkward to go back to the banquet hall.
But Winston Sheffield had told her to wait in the underground garage. The banquet hadn’t even started. If she actually waited, it would be for hours.
But the thought of going home by herself scared her... She was afraid she might run into trouble on the way.
Melody Summers looked at Nina’s predicament and sighed to herself.
’Don’t get involved in other people’s business,’ she had told herself time and time again, but...
Like aunt, like niece, as they say.
Looking at Nina’s face, which bore such a strong resemblance to a young Winnie Summers, Melody’s heart ultimately softened.
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