Melody Summers stared at Joanne White in surprise. Why had Joanne just called Zane Simmons "husband"? ’Could it mean what I think it means?’
It was a lot to take in, and the scorching heat only made Melody Summers feel more dazed.
The moment Joanne White saw Melody Summers, her face turned deathly pale. From inside the car, she hadn’t gotten a clear look at Melody’s face and had assumed she was some little vixen. She was just about to get out and assert her claim, but she never expected it to be Melody Summers.
When Zane Simmons saw Joanne White approach, he said dismissively, "Oh, she’s a high school classmate of mine. We’re just going to chat for a bit. You can head back first."
Joanne White’s mind was a complete mess, and she didn’t dare stay. She managed a flustered "Okay" before turning and stumbling away.
Zane Simmons didn’t notice Joanne’s panic. His attention was entirely on Melody Summers. He scratched his head and said with a helpless sigh, "This damn weather is too hot. Let’s get in the car and talk. One more second out here and I’m going to get heatstroke!"
Melody Summers was feeling the heat too, so she got into the car with Zane. The AC was blasting, and Melody finally recovered from her earlier shock. She asked hesitantly, "That girl just now... is she your girlfriend?"
Zane Simmons paused for a moment, then a knowing smile spread across his face. "Yep," he replied with a grin, "A girlfriend. One of them."
’So, a mistress.’
Zane continued with a smile, "She’s pregnant with my child. Said she wants to keep it, so I just brought her along."
Melody was shocked all over again. She repeated his words mechanically, "She’s pregnant with your child?"
"Haha, surprising, right? I was surprised too. I’m actually going to be a dad this soon," Zane said, still grinning.
In truth, Zane had almost forgotten a person like Joanne White existed. He had many girlfriends, and the arrangements were always mutually beneficial. It wasn’t until he returned to the country a few days ago and got a call from her that he learned she was pregnant.
Melody tried to hold her tongue but couldn’t help asking, her expression complicated, "How are you so sure it’s your child?"
Zane shrugged. "Amniocentesis and a DNA test, of course. I’m not about to raise someone else’s kid."
To be cautious, he had the test done at three different hospitals. Only after it was completely confirmed to be his child did he bring Joanne White over.
Melody felt her entire worldview being shaken to its core.
’Isn’t Joanne White’s baby Austin Hale’s? Weren’t they just about to get married after buying a home in a good school district? The lives of the rich are just too messy!’
But Zane didn’t want to talk about Joanne White anymore. He changed the subject. "What about you? When did you move here? I remember your family used to live in the mountains."
"I just moved here a few months ago. I’m living with my family," Melody Summers replied.
"Looks like you’ve done well for yourself over the years, moving from the mountains to a villa," Zane remarked. "Speaking of which, my family actually had a stake in this development when it was first being built. Who would’ve thought we’d end up losing a fortune on it."
After he spoke, Zane looked at Melody again, a hint of melancholy in his voice. "It’s been what, six or seven years since we last saw each other? Time really flies. Thinking back to high school... those were the most carefree days of my life."
Melody couldn’t help but smile at that. ’When has this young master’s life ever *not* been carefree?’ she thought. ’Everyone else is struggling in this heat, and he’s still driving around in a luxury car.’
But Melody didn’t say anything out loud, only replying, "Are you saying you want to be seventeen forever? That’s a bit of a fantasy."
Zane laughed at her response. He then took out his phone to add her as a contact. "I’ll be staying around here for a while. Let’s exchange numbers so we can get together when we have time!"
Melody thought for a moment, then nodded and they exchanged phone numbers.
*
Joanne White walked back to Zane Simmons’s villa in a daze. Her heart was in turmoil, so much so that she didn’t even notice the housekeeper greeting her.
She was terrified of what Melody Summers might say to Zane.
Joanne had hooked up with Zane at an art exhibition. Both of them had clear goals—one was after money, the other after looks. It was a simple, mutually beneficial arrangement.
Joanne White wasn’t stupid. She knew she couldn’t easily marry into a family like Zane’s. If she stuck with him, she would inevitably be cast aside and kicked out once he grew tired of her. That’s why she was fully aware that her relationship with Zane was just a fling. The man she intended to marry was Austin Hale.
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