The Unfaithful Mr. Scott (Melanie and Eugene) novel Chapter 728

Chapter 728 

Melanie had been looking into Dylan’s eyes the entire time and caught the momentary panic and nervousness in them. She could not quite explain what she was feeling at the moment. Was Dylan trying to seek her forgiveness by jumping off the building? 

Melanie chuckled inwardly at the thought, her self–mockery evident in her eyes. “Atone? Who do you want to atone to, and what will you do after atoning?” she asked. 

“I want to atone to you, Melanie. I want to atone to you!” Dylan suddenly struggled to sit up, but because of her injuries, her posture was particularly awkward. 

Kneeling on the bed, she pleaded with Melanie, “I was wrong before. I shouldn’t have schemed against you. Melanie, please, can you let me die? As long as you’re willing to forgive me, I can die right now! 

“I’m willing to die in whatever way you want me to. If you want me dismembered or flayed alive, I’m willing to do it as long as you’re willing to forgive me. Even if it means jumping into a deep–fryer, I’m willing!” 

Dylan grew more and more agitated as she spoke. She was even smashing her head against the iron railing at the foot of the bed, making a loud banging sound. 

While she continued to hit her head against the railing, she asked Melanie, “Melanie, will this satisfy you?” 

Finally, Xander called a nurse in to sedate Dylan, which calmed her down. Melanie watched Dylan lie on the hospital bed for a while before closing her eyes and saying, “Let’s go.” 

When Dylan tried to hit her head against the railing just now, Melanie instinctively reached out to stop her. However, Dylan ended up scratching her on her wrist. 

Xander looked at her. He was about to say something but remained silent in the end. 

Melanie was quiet along the way. The moment they exited the hospital, she said, “I’m going to Navair Law Firm. I need to communicate with Miss Henson in advance about some matters to prevent any 

problems.” 

Xander thought of Dylan and nodded. “I’ll go with you.” 

Melanie’s worries were not unfounded. If she had expected something of Dylan before, she now needed to prepare for the worst. Dylan could not be the reason she lost the lawsuit. 

When she arrived at the law firm, Zara was just seeing off a client. Melanie immediately explained her 

purpose for coming. 

Zara was not surprised to hear what she said and insinuated, “If you were to look into the cases Luther has handled, you might find that such accidents are not unique to your situation.” 

Melanie paused, suddenly realizing something. She left the office, took out her phone, and carefully 

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searched through Luther’s recent cases. 

They all had one thing in common—the witnesses for the plaintiffs encountered various unexpected incidents, preventing them from appearing in court to testify. Either that or their testimonies were directly deemed invalid. 

Melanie’s mood remained low after she left the law firm until she returned to the villa, Xander looked at her with a slight frown before turning around and entering the kitchen. When he came out again, he brought out a plate of piping hot pasta. 

There was a slight helplessness in his eyes as he said, “You haven’t eaten anything all morning. Come and have some.” 

Melanie did not have much appetite, but faced with Xander’s concern, she could not refuse his gesture. She could only go over to him and force herself to eat. The food tasted bland in her mouth. 

There was a lull before Xander abruptly asked, “Does the food taste that bad?” 

Her fork froze midair. “No, it’s delicious.” 

“I see you’re forcing yourself to eat. I thought my cooking skills had regressed.” Xander chuckled. 

Melanie did not continue trying to eat, She knew Xander was trying to lighten the mood, but she could not bring herself to smile right now. 

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Nander sighed softly and dropped his casual sunile. When the others left the hospital, they all went their separate ways, leaving only the two of them in the villa, Xander lowered his gaze and looked at Melante with a flash of pity in his eyes. 

“Don’t worry too much. Things will get better,” he said gently. 

Melanie pierced the piece of steal with her fork. It had been perfectly cooked. She lowered her gaze and stared at the steak as she asked in a low voice, “Do you think I can win this time?” 

“Yes,” Xander replied without hesitation. 

Melante looked up at him and asked, “Are you just trying to comfort me?” 

“Yes, but not entirely,” Xander met Melanie’s eyes solemnly. “Melanie, you need to know that you were right from the beginning, so you won’t lose.” 

Melanie was quiet for a moment but then finally said, “But Dylan jumped off the building. Am I too stubborn?” 

She had been like a dog on a bone. It was why Dylan pretended to be crazy and jumped off the building, Melanie could not help but feel suffocated when she thought about Dylan kneeling in that contorted position, banging her head against the railing. 

Dylan had constantly asked her if she was satisfied. Melanie felt like a heavy stone was pressing down on her, making it hard for her to breathe. She had been trying to suppress her emotions since leaving the hospital, fearing that she would collapse. 

Dylan’s manic appearance had actually terrified Melanie. 

Sitting across from her, Xander could clearly see the confusion and pain in Melanie’s eyes. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he said, “Melanie, you’re indeed a stubborn person, but you’re also very brave.” 

He thought for a moment and said, “Your grandfather would be very pleased to see you like this.” 

Melanie’s hand that was gripping the fork suddenly trembled. She lowered her head and looked at the pasta on the plate. She bit her lip tightly. 

She felt unwell. She had barely taken a few bites of her food before going upstairs to rest. Even then, she could not sleep. She decided to search for more cases Luther had previously handled on her phone. At around 4:00 pm, she received a message. 

Yvette had created a group chat at some point, with Eric and several others part of it. The message was from Eric, who specifically tagged Melanie: [Mr. Lowe’s plane is at 10 o’clock tomorrow morning. Are you going to the airport?] 

Seeing the message, Melanie was quiet for a moment before replying: [Yeah].