A crush on Albert?


    Impossible!


    She had loved a man once before, and paid dearly for it. In any case, how could she possibly fall in


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    love with Albert now simply because he was being nice to her? Put simply, she understood that Albert was out of her league.


    Judging by Melissa’s expression, Jessie grasped her thoughts.


    Through gritted teeth, she eximed, “You’re quite something, Melissa!”


    “If you say so,” Melissa retorted, brushing off thement.


    She had no desire to exin herself to Jessie.


    Lost in thought, Jessie bit her delicate nails before abruptly asking, “What about Marcus and you? After all, he’s Matthew’s father, isn’t he?”


    Melissa responded with a faint smile, choosing not to answer the question directly.


    Jessie pressed Melissa to treat her to a meal in return for the ride.


    Melissa nced at the time and confirmed that it was indeed Lunch time, prompting her to agree.


    It seemed inconsequential.


    By the end of their meal, Jessie was drunk, requiring Melissa’s assistance to return home.


    The winter sun cast a warm and cozy glow.


    The small vi where Jessie resided was remarkably quiet. As soon as Melissa pulled up in the car, a servant hurried over to greet her.


    ncing at the inebriated Jessie, the servant expressed concern, “Mr. Watson has arrived. Will he be upset if he sees Miss Green in this state?”


    Melissa surmised that Jessie wouldn’t likely care about how Albert saw her anyway.


    “Don’t worry, just help her inside,” she reassured the servant, untroubled by the potential consequences.


    As Melissa and the servant assisted Jessie into the house and settled her on the sofa, Albert descended the stairs, d in a white bathrobe, indicating he had just showered.


    Jessie’s muttered words cut through the air. “Why are you still here?


    I’m done with you. Understand? I won’t sleep with you anymore.”


    Blushing furiously, the servant hastily withdrew, and Melissa, feeling the awkward tension, murmured, “Well, Mr. Watson, I’ll take my leave.”


    “Wait a moment,”


    Albertmanded, halting her. “I’ll be attending a party at the Fowler family’s house this weekend. You’reing with me.” Content ? N?velDrama.Org.