The Unfaithful Mr. Scott (Melanie and Eugene) novel Chapter 586

Chapter 586

Yvette winked at Melanie after that and said to her in a sweet and adorable Southern accent,

luck.”

After that, Melanie and Yvette helped Eugene down the stairs together and they got a taxi.

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“Good

Before Yvette left, she exchanged contacts with Melanie.

Melanie hesitated before deciding to head to the nearest hospital.

“We’re going back to the hotel,” Eugene spoke up in a hoarse and exhausted voice.

Melanie looked at him from the corner of her eye. “Don’t you feel uncomfortable?”

“I do,” Eugene replied nasally and closed his eyes to rest.

Melanie did not force him to the hospital and she decided to take him back to the hotel.

Halfway through their journey, Lee called Melanie on the phone. He was stuck in a jam on the highway and had no idea when he could arrive.

Lee was supposed to be with them but LeapCo suddenly required some documents and Lee had gone back to the hotel earlier to get them prepared.

Melanie said softly to him, “You don’t need to come over. We’re about to arrive at the hotel.”

Lee affirmed this very quickly and Melanie hung up. She glanced to the side casually.

Eugene’s eyes were closed as he rested. His long eyelashes created a shadow over his straight nose.

Melanie did not deny that he was a good-looking man.

Yvonne had even asked her jokingly before if she had been attracted to Eugene because of his good

Melanie looked at him calmly.

His grip on her got stronger and his frown got tighter. Beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead. Melanie was taken aback, but it was not because it upset her to see Eugene suffering.

She was with Eugene right now and if anything happened to him, she would get in trouble and it might be difficult to explain her way out of it.

Melanie took the room card agilely from Eugene’s hand. She paused a moment before helping him inside.

She took off his coat, poured a glass of water, and contacted the front desk to prepare some hot soup and hangover pills. Melanie had done all of these numerous times before and she still did them quite well.

Melanie walked out of the washroom with a damp towel. Eugene was still leaning against the headrest of the bed and she passed the towel to him. “You should wipe yourself.”

Two buttons had come undone on Eugene’s shirt and it revealed his collarbone vaguely.

Melanie got a little impatient. “I won’t help to wipe you.”

Eugene did not move. He looked at Melanie with his bright eyes and his deep voice finally called out, Mel…”