The Day I Kissed An Older Man

"I don't usually meddle in other people's business, but you're now married, and Melody is my granddaughter-in-law. I have to speak up for her," Beatrice rarely spoke with such sternness toward Lucas. "Do you know how she returned home today?"
Lucas could not understand why she was asking that question. "Didn't Edmund send her back?"
Beatrice scoffed. "Edmund? Don't try to fool me! She returned in another man's car. One of our maids happened to see that and relayed that information to me! How could you let your wife take a ride home with someone else?"
Lucas frowned, wondering who it was that sent Melody back if it was not Edmund. It later struck him that it could have been Sherman. The thought made him incredibly unhappy. That woman had disregarded everything he said to her and continued to interact with Sherman!
"Melody is a woman. You married her, so you must respect her! Never let anyone else send her home again. She's your wife, which means she's your
responsibility," Beatrice said.
Lucas did not show his displeasure in front of her and merely nodded in acquiescence. "I assure you that it won't happen again."
"Good," Beatrice said as she retrieved a brochure from her drawer. "And now that we're on the topic of making sure that Melody is treated right, you'll have to hold a proper wedding for her. I've consulted some wedding planners, so find a time to talk to Melody and see which ones she likes."
Lucas eyed the brochure but did not reach out to take it. "Melody and I aren't planning a wedding. She doesn't like grand things anyway, so a simple certificate will do just fine."
"Nonsense! You cannot deny a young woman her wedding after she willingly marries you! Did you really buy her excuse that she didn't want it? She's probably just a little shy. All women dream of walking down the aisle in their wedding dress!"
The reason he married Melody was to appease his grandparents, not turn the whole thing into a grand affair that would only complicate their one-year charade. However, Beatrice's insistence left him cornered, and he took the brochure for the sake of keeping up appearances. "You're right, Grandma. I'll discuss it with Melody."
Beatrice was finally satisfied. "You can go get some rest now. Show these to Melody before bed. Let me know later on which ones she prefers."
After Lucas helped Beatrice to her room, Lucas headed upstairs and opened the door to see Melody fast asleep on the bed.
He went over and mercilessly. "Wake up!" he barked.
Melody was not truly asleep, of course. She was just pretending to avoid that confrontation. They had nothing to say to each other, and she was thoroughly appalled that he would be so inconsiderate as to rouse her up like that.
He loomed over her and asked coldly, "I underestimated you, Melody. How dare you complain to Grandma about me?"
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"Complain? When did I do that?" Melody did not understand what he
was accusing her of, but she soon began to piece things together. "I didn't complain! Grandma saw Sherman sending me back and asked where you were. I just said you were at the company. Nothing else." Visit Popsnovel.com to read the latest chapter of this novel
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Melody felt unjustly accused and sat
up, "Didn't you ses my messages,
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Lucas' suspicion waned slightly after
checked his phone and saw the unread message. However, the m thought of Sherman sending her home caused his expression to turn cold once more. "Why didn't you call Edmund? Why did you let Sherman send you instead?" Visit Popsnovel.com to read the latest chapter of this novel