Chapter 57
“Ken, please <b>make </b>sure Melody gets home safely. If there’s nothing urgent over the next few days, you can handle her pick- ups and drop–offs.”
Margaret made her final decision, leaving Ken no room to refuse before instructing the servant to see Melody out..
The two were <b>half</b>–escorted, <b>half</b>–pushed out of Margaret’s room by the servant.
At this moment, Melody finally realized, somewhat btedly, that Margaret seemed to be trying to <b>set </b>her up with Ken.
Her lips twitched involuntarily,
Ulric and Astrid were her enemies. In her previous life, Ulric had deceived her into going to the hospital where her heart was harvested. Astrid Swanson was involved in the scheme as well
Even if Ken was at odds with them, she could not possibly marry him.
The entire Swanson family <b>is </b>like an ancient harem, with overt and covert struggles that <b>make </b>one never dare to rx their vignce. Every moment spent there felt suffocating: let alone the thought of marrying into it <b>again</b>.
Moreover, Ken wouldn’t be interested in her either. She decided at was best to seize the opportunity to rify her stance with Margaret.
With this in mind. Melody turned to nce at Ken, only to see his expression dark and inscrutable, leaving her unaware of his thoughts.
“<b>Um</b>… Melody spoke up. At that moment, Ken seemed to snap out of his reverie, looking at her with questioning eyes <b>as </b>if asking what was on her mind.
TII just take a cab back home You don’t need <b>to </b>drop me off. I need to get some shopping done,” Melody said.
Ken responded with <b>a </b>neutral expression. “That works out. I have some things to take care of as well. Go ahead then.
He said it without even bothering with false pleasantries, then turned around and headed upstairs.
Melody shrugged. He clearly didn’t care much about her at all.
With his temperament, it was uncertain whether he would ever find a wife in the future.
In Margaret’s previous life when she died, it seemed like Ulric was not involved with <b>anyone </b>romantically. After Margaret’s recent narrow escape, she would certainly have her hands full worrying about the future<b>.</b>
But none of these concerns had anything to do with her.
With that thought, Melody headed straight for the exit.
When she <b>arrived </b>it was overcast, and now a light drizzle began to fall, <b>causing </b>the temperature to drop sharply.
Coincidentally, there were no servants in the living room. Not wanting to bother finding someone to borrow an umbre from, she simply took off her light jacket, held it over her head and started running outside.
She ran a few steps when she saw <b>a </b>figure sitting <b>in </b><b>a </b><b>wheelchair </b>in the <b>rain</b>.
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<b>Uinic </b>was <b>only </b>wearing a thin white shirt, which clung to his body due to the rain, faintly revealing <b>his </b>perfectly shaped right–pack abs
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Already slender, his overly pale skin added a touch of vulnerability, making his strikingly handsome face stand out even
Compared to Ken’s almost domineering presence, Ulric’s resembled a painting that existed yet did not–ethereal and
<b>clusive</b>.
But she was well aware that behind this seemingly delicate painting lurked a monstrous beast.
In her previous life, she had been deceived by Ulric’s <b>“</b>painted skin and paid a terrible price for it.
Suppressing her disgust. Melody intended to bypass Ulric but lu called out to her, “Miss Fox, please <b>wait</b>!”
Reluctantly, Melody stopped and frowned at Ulric and asked, “What do you want. Mr. Ulric?“
Ulric struggled to stand up from his wheelchair, supporting himself with a came in one hand and holding an umbre in the other. Despite his unsteady steps, he made his way to her and gantly held the umbre over her to shield her from the
“Didn’t the servants provide you with an umbre? What kind of oversight is this?” Ulric chided, his <b>brow </b>furrowed in displeasure. He then inquired with a tone of concern, “Is your chulfeur waiting at the estate’s entrance?”
In reality, he had intentionally <b>dismissed </b>the servants in the hall all to secure a moment alone with Melody.
Under the umbre, Ulric got a close look at Melody’s face for the first time. That face was extremely ugly, with horrifying red blotches, making one unwilling to take a second nce.
Ulric suppressed the urge to vomit, the disgust in his eyes fleeting away, reced instead by a gaze of profound concern Melody, with her keen eye for detail, could not help but notice that fleeting moment.
A wave of self–deprecatingughter washed over her. How could she have been so foolish in her past life, believing that Ulric’s mediocre acting was a genuine reflection of <b>his </b><b>love </b>for her inner beauty, despite her ugly appearance?
<b>A </b>smirk yed on her lips as she indulged in these thoughts, her face contorted in a mask of derision.
Ulric looked at her expression, momentarily <b>taken </b>aback. He couldn’t help asking, “Miss Fox, <b>what’s </b>so amusing?” Melody stifled herughter and replied <b>calmly</b>, Tmiughing because… why are you forcing yourself? Nobody wants to have a conversation with me because of my face. Why do you feelpelled to talk to me? Don’t you find it repulsive?” Ulric stared at her with widened eyes, feeling as though his innermost thoughts were being scrutinized. However, he quickly regained his <bposure</b>, shook his head and said, “Miss Fox, please don’t say that. Even if you’re currently dealing with a skin condition and that’s why those things are on your face, I still think you’re beautiful. Beauty isn’t necessarily about appearance; it’s more about inner <b>qualities </b><b>and </b>personality. What do you <b>think</b>?”
Melody felt like she <b>was </b>witnessing <b>a </b>self–directededy. She retorted <b>mockingly</b>, “Mr. Ulric, you are quite the smooth talker. You are the first person to find me beautiful. You would better not <b>say </b>such things Lies make <b>noses </b>grow longer.
Ulric<b>, </b>realizing his attempts were futile, seemed a bit taken aback by herck of response. He awkwardly chuckled and said, “Miss Fox, you <b>have </b><b>a </b>great sense of humor,
“You too,” said Melody.
Ultric continued, “However, I’m not lying or being polite. I’m speaking from the heart. If you weren’t beautiful, how could you be Silveke’s top socialite?”
Melody paused, suddenly realizing that Ulric might have mistaken her for Mabel.
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“Silveke’s top socialite. Melody murmured softly.
“Yes.” Ulric nodded. “I believe you’ll still be this year’s top socialite even if your face isn’t perfect. Character is something that can’t be disguised
Melody instantly confirmed that Ulric had indeed mistaken her for Mabel
This was interesting
No wonder Ulric had delivered gifts to her home yesterday, clearly meant for Melody, when they were actually intended for
Mabel
If this <b>pair </b>of lovebirds got together prematurely, who knows if they would be as affectionate as in their previous life.
Just then, Melody caught sight of Ken <b>rushing </b>out of <b>the </b>vi with an <b>umbre</b>.
Melody wondered, Was heing to give her the umbre?
In the next moment, Ken’s gaze met hers, and he saw Ulric holding the umbre with her.
Ken’s eyes dimmed and he turned back into the vi.
“Ken!” Melody instinctively chased after him.
She didn’t want Ken to misunderstand her rtionship with Ulric. She still harbored hope of forming an alliance with Ken.
With <b>that </b>in mind. Melody quickened her pace, her heart <b>pounding</b>.
Melody ran over, panting heavily, and finally managed to stop ken.
However, the rain–soaked ground was slippery, and as she caught up, her feet suddenly slipped. She lost her bnce <b>and </b>began to fall backward.
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