Melanie heard her father's growling voice. She immediately got up and pulled the bed sheet to cover herself. Her teary eyes enlarged, seeing her father punching and slapping Adrian badly. Everyone started gathering inside that room, including Melissa and her heart numbed by watching that scenario before her. She stormed towards them and tried to stop Melanie's father. "Please don't hurt him. Please tell me what he has done. Please don't hurt my son, Peter, " Melissa joined her hand while crying. "Your bastard of a son tried to force himself on my daughter," Melanie's dad was burning with anger and rage. Melissa's gaze bewildered, hearing him. "No, he c.. couldn't. He can never.. ""I've seen it with my own eyes and look at Melanie's state, Melissa," Melissa teared her eyes and looked at Melanie who was crying badly. Her lips were bleeding, her hairs had messed up. She was shivering vigorously while clutching that bedsheet around her. "I'll kill this bastard for even thinking ab

Maids had gathered there at his cries and her yelling. "What happened, Daniel?" Amelia came, shouting while rushing inside the kitchen. Her eyes widened by watching her son's burned hand, who was yelping in pain. "How did this happen?""This bitch threw the boiling water on my palm," He uttered. Amelia ordered a staff girl to treat his son's palm and called the doctor and then she snapped her eyes at Melanie who showed no fear or hesitancy in accepting she had done it. "How fucking dare you do it to my son?" She seethed"Because your bastard of a son tried to touch me inappropriately," Melanie stated, courageously. Amelia gritted her teeth and then clutched a fist of her hair and pulled them harshly, making her hiss. "And that's what sluts like you deserve," Amelia barked at her face, while pulling her hair more badly. Melanie clenched her jaw to endure that aching pain in her head. "Then that's what a pathetic rascal like your son deserves for touching a slut without her con

The sky had worn the darkest shade of the night. The wind was blowing at an aggressive speed. The streets and roads were completely silent. Nothing could be heard, except the sound of the air blowing. Melanie was just aimlessly walking, didn't even know where. Where her feet were taking her. She had left his home after hearing Evan and his mother's conversation. His mother was right, she was a burden on them when they already weren't financially stable and Melanie was that kind of person who could let herself die of starvation rather than eat a food of humiliation and being a burden on someone. Her palm was throbbing in pain and her body was shivering as the weather was cold and she was wearing nothing except a thin cotton midi dress which was covering her below her knees. Her head was even aching. She could clearly feel her body was burning with fever, as even her throat dried up. Her legs were even trembling in weakness as she hadn't eaten anything from the past 48 hours because

Her brows wiggled by watching noodles in that bowl and she didn't know why she got that curiosity of opening the other two lids of the bowls. She opened them and saw cherry flavoured pancakes and a cheese toast. Melanie became startled when she noticed all of those dishes were her favourite or she could say used to be her favourite because from the last 6 months she barely got something to even eat, let alone her favourite things. But how could this be possible? That all those dishes were her favourite, like it had been specially made after knowing about her taste in food. Melanie noticed there was another small bowl too. She also opened it and finally her heart froze by watching those colourful candies in it. No, it wasn't a coincidence, only some people in her life knew how much she used to like eating colourful candies. Melanie clenched her jaw and stormed out of that room. "Who made that breakfast?" The maid, Kade, turned around, who was dry cleaning the cushions, hearing Me

Melanie returned back to Evan's home, as the sun was about to set. She opened the door and her eyes widened by watching Evan's sister, Ella crying, who was sitting on the sofa. "Ella," Melanie dashed towards her and sat beside her. "Hey! What happened? Why are you crying?" Melanie tensed up watching her crying so badly. "M.. Mom… " Ella stuttered in between her sobs. Melanie's heart inflated in fear. "What happened to aunt Olivia? Where's she?" She asked, desperate. Ella teared up more and answered. "Mom got a heart attack. Evan has taken her to the hospital," Her hazel eyes widened in shock, hearing Ella's answer. "What? But how? She was fine when I left then?" Worry was lacing in her tone. Ella shook her head. "Evan came back home from his work in the noon and asked about you to mom but she told him to make you leave from here and then they both badly argued about it. Evan shouted at mom terribly and she couldn't endure and then… " Extreme amount of guilt and remorse washe