The driverâs window slid down, revealing Marcus again.
âCome in.
Iâll drive you to the hospital!â
Melissa had a fever and felt very unwell.
But she refused to take a ride from Marcus.
She stood on the steps, gathering her thin overcoat around her, and said softly, âIâm grateful for your kindness, Mr.
Fowler.
But I can take a taxi.
â
Marcusâ expression darkened.
He fixed his gaze on her and asked, âWhy? Are you afraid that you will owe me a favor?â
Melissa dropped her eyes to the ground as she replied, âOf course not.
I just⦠Itâs inappropriate.
You have a girlfriend, donât you, Mr.
Fowler? I donât think you want to become the subject of rumors.
â
Marcusâ mind flashed back to the newspaper article he had seen that morning, and it struck him that Melissa must have come across it as well.
With a blank expression, he asked, âAre you jealous?â
âYou reading too much into it.
Mr.
Fowler, weâre both from very different worlds.
â
After saying that, Melissa took out her phone to call a Uber for herself, ignoring him.
Marcus scowled, opened his door, and stepped out of the car.
Grabbing her phone, he insisted, âI said I will drive you to the hospital.
â
âAnd I said thereâs no need for that.
â
He didnât expect Melissa to put up a fight.
During their struggle, her phone fell to the ground, cracking the screen.
The air around them went still.
Their heavy breathing was the only sound in the silence.
After several moments, Melissa finally bent down to pick her phone up.
Unexpectedly, Marcus also reached for it at the same time.
Their hands brushed against each other.
Melissa instinctively snatched her hand back.
But Marcus was quicker in catching it.
At the same time, he also plucked up her phone and slid it into his coat pocket.
Melissa asked in a gruff voice, âWhat are you doing?â
âIâll drive you to the hospital.
I donât have any other motive.
Iâm just passing by the same way.
â
After explaining this stonily, Marcus tugged her to the carâs front seat, opened the door on the passenger side, and gently shoved her inside.
Before she could escape, Marcus placed one hand on the roof of the car and moved in close to her.
âMelissa, you donât want to create a scene here and stir scandals, do you?â
Melissa slowly sat up straight.
She leaned back into the seat and mumbled, âMarcus, youâre a much bigger jerk than before.
â
âSo are you.
â
Then, he got into the driverâs seat.
Just like he claimed, he was just dropping her off at the hospital, which was on the way for him.
He continued sitting in the car when Melissa got out, gave her a reserved nod, and drove away.