Melanie refused to believe it. She had seen Alejandro unbutton Lynn’s lapels with her own eyes. “Tell me the truth. I won’t cause you any trouble. You have no need to be afraid of me.”
Lynn shook her head again. “It’s really nothing. Whatever you saw that day, it wasn’t like that. He has never touched me. He has only asked me to stay because he wants me to do something for him that involves my ties to Jackson West.”
Melanie immediately understood. “I understand. He has asked you to break Jackson and Tiffany up, hasn’t he?”
Lynn hung her head and did not say too much. She was in a wealthy man’s courtyard. The more she talked, the easier it would be to make a mistake.
Melanie silently let out a sigh of relief. At least, Lynn and Alejandro weren’t having a torrid affair. “Has he asked you to do anything lately? You don’t have to keep it from me, I just want to know. I won’t get involved. I’m nothing but a tool to grant him benefits. I have no right to meddle in his personal affairs.”
After a bout of hesitation, Lynn replied, “No, he hasn’t called on me since that day. He doesn’t really speak to me, unless he has an order. I will follow his instructions until he tells me to stop. You just just listen and avoid meddling at all. That’s a good move. It’s good to stay silent and act as Mrs. Smith.”
Melanie didn’t answer. She turned around and went back into the house. According to the weather report, it would start snowing in just a few days. The weather was particularly cold. Her legs were going to freeze soon.
After putting a fresh set of clothes on Alejandro and helping him lie down, she let out a long sigh. “You should rest. I’ll ask Jett to come in and take care of you. I’ll sleep in the guest room.” She paused then continued, “I think it is best if we… carry on acting like husband and wife on the surface. Even after your leg heals. I’ve suddenly realized that some things cannot be forced. However, I cannot choose the marriage that I want, and neither can you. Let’s just try to get by. We’ll live our own lives from now on and avoid asking too much about each other. However, we should avoid ugly quarrels too.”
Aristotle slowly drank his milk. His little arms and legs mischievously kicked and grabbed, waking Mark up as well. He suddenly noticed Aristotle’s presence under the covers with him and turned on the lamp on the bedside table. “What is he doing here?” he asked, bewildered.
“He crawled over here on his own and scratched the door,” she answered helplessly. “Thank goodness I woke up. What if he crawled to the staircase and fell? Mary is old and she hasn’t been able to have a good night’s sleep after taking care of Smore for the past few months. She must have been over exhausted tonight and didn’t even realize that Smore had escaped. Although, I’m more worried about how Smore managed to escape from his cot. He must have fallen, but it doesn’t look like he has cried, and I can’t find any bruises. Smore has grown up a little now and he doesn’t cry or fuss at night anymore. Maybe we should bring the cot here? Mary can take care of him during the day, and I can watch him at night. It’s not too bad. It’s not too tiring.”
Hearing this, Mark anxiously checked Aristotle’s forehead, arms, and every other part of his body. Upon ensuring that he was unharmed, he heaved a sigh of relief. “Fine, it’s a good idea. We can even take turns at night. The baby isn’t too worrisome these days. It’s best to be safe. Even if we find a new nanny to take care of him, Smore won’t be able to get used to her. You feed him. I’ll move his cot over here.”
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