Enraged, Melissa kicked him and retreated upstairs, wrapped in a blanket.
After checking on the kids, she headed to the bathroom for a shower, emerging enveloped in steam.
Marcus was already there, towel in hand, ready to assist her.
As Melissa relaxed into his embrace, her anger dissipated.
Clad in a bathrobe, she leaned against him, relishing the intimacy of the night.
Suddenly, she spoke up.
âJessieâs in the hospital.
â
Marcus nodded silently.
After a moment of contemplation, Melissa continued, âI donât think Mr.
Waston will let Jessie go.
Marcus, something about this feels off to me.
â
Marcus, being a man, understood men well.
While he was privy to Albertâs thoughts, he didnât want to burden his wife with the darker aspects of menâs minds.
It was better for her to remain uncomplicated, though she was already quite astute.
Changing the subject, he tenderly encircled Melissaâs waist, planting ki*ses along the nape of her neck.
âWhy bother with other menâs business? Didnât I just give my all?â
Knowing Marcus inside out, Melissa recognized his reluctance to engage further.
Without pressing the matter, she withdrew from the intimacy, wrapping her arms around his neck and murmuring softly, âThree times not sufficient? Marcus- Youâre over thirty now.
Show some restraint.
â
He chuckled.
âRestraint isnât in my vocabulary.
â
With a grin, he led her back to the bed, where the mattress offered its familiar softness, and their connection felt distinctly different.
They surrendered to passion once more, and when Melissa stirred at nine in the morning, she shielded her eyes from the sunlight, regretting her agreement to indulge him again.
After freshening up and grabbing breakfast, Melissa hurried to the hospital, finding Jessie engrossed in playtime with Jeslyn, seemingly avoiding Albert.
Melissa smiled at the sight.
Alexis was also present, her sharp tongue as biting as ever.
âUncharacteristically tardy, arenât we? Marcus glued to your side again?â
Melissa coughed discreetly, breaking the moment.
Luckily, Alexis opted for playful banter before transitioning into the case discussion.
âMr.
Waston, despite the prosecutionâs charges, weâll require collaboration from our end.
I anticipate visiting daily for updates on the matter.
â
Albert glanced at Alexis.
âAre you here for the case or for the spectacle?â
âI multitask,â Alexis admitted frankly.
Turning to his capable subordinate, Albert remarked, âI warned you about the Fowlers, but you still went ahead and married one.
â
In conflicts among higher-ups, it was often the subordinates who bore the brunt.
Melissa hence opted for silence.