Female NovelChapter 2839 Despite his playful teasing, it held no intent. Melissa found herself yearning for those moments, yet she comprehended their irretrievable nature. Marcus harbored resentment toward her.
She mechanically ingested two bowls of noodles, despite the discomfort gnawing at her stomach.
Reclining on the bed, Marcus’ lingering scent permeated the quilt.
She inhaled deeply.
Throughout the night, tears streamed down her face.
At the age of eight, Melissa lost her parents. Adopted by Ryan's family, she naturally grew close to him. Later in life, when she handed 800, @@ dollars to the Jenkins family, they accepted the money but berated her as shameless.
Melissa settled her debt with them.
Yet another debt lingered with Marcus.
Melissa had never openly voiced grievances about her background, but on this particular night, she permitted herself to contemplate it in solitude. In that moment, she pondered what might have been if she had a different origin, if the Jenkins family hadn't adopted her, if Ryan wasn't in the picture, and if the burden of the $800, 000 wasn't hanging over her. It was the only time she allowed herself to entertain thoughts of what could have been had circumstances been different.
She would have found the courage to confess her feelings to Marcus.
It wasn't about Marcus’ social standing or looks; it was simply a fondness for him. She appreciated even the pleasure he displayed when teasing her.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Fate tethered her to an unfavorable Lineage.
Her past was marked by unfortunate experiences.
Perhaps, henceforth, Marcus would find her repulsive. Once she repaid him, she vowed to vanish from his presence, sparing him any further distaste.
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Marcus retreated to his hotel.
He had abstained from food since noon, and a subtle ache throbbed in his stomach.
Yet the more pronounced pain resonated in his head.
As he leaned against the sofa in front of the French window, smoking, he internally ridiculed himself. “Marcus, you are truly contemptible.
Continuously, you've displayed a soft heart, offering her excuses and opportunities to acknowledge her mistakes and seek repentance.
But all she seems to perceive is that she owes you $800, 000.
You're deluding yourself.” Marcus, troubled by a stomachache, extinguished his cigarette and summoned room service, ordering a bowl of noodles.
Ten minutes later, the doorbell chimed. He approached, intending to welcome the waiter.
To his surprise, it wasn't the waiter but his new secretary, Sophia.