Chapter 274 He met Melody first and liked her more. Why would this happen?
The boyâs eyes became teary and red. Harold could no longer control himself. He rushed over and squeezed George out of the way. âMel, let me take you over there to play with the puzzle.â Harold grabbed Melodyâs hand. âWe had so much fun when we were playing with the puzzle. Weâve just completed half of it. Should we go and complete the rest of it?â
Melody furrowed her beautiful eyebrows and swung Haroldâs hand away with great force.
Harold held her hand tightly and refused to let her go.
âHarold, donât you see that Melâs unhappy?â George frowned and said, âLet go of her.â âI wonât!â
Harold was stubborn. He stood up straight and grabbed the girlâs wrist.
It was fine if Alden stole Melody from him. That boy was Melodyâs biological brother, after all.
But why could George steal Melody away too?
He liked Melody so much and had done so much for her. Why did she treat him like this?
Harold felt so wronged that he wanted to cry. He took a deep breath and forcefully held his tears back.
Georgeâs eyes became much colder.
He lowered his head and noticed that Melodyâs wrist had become red.
âHarold Winters, Iâll say it one more time. Let go of her!â
George sounded much sterner.
Harold continued to straighten his back and refused to let go of her no matter what.
George walked over before he moved Haroldâs fingers away one by one.
Finally, Melody could move her wrist out of Haroldâs grip. The little girl then hid behind George like a scared bunny. When she looked at Harold, her eyes were filled with caution and hatred.
âWhaaaâ¦â
Harold could no longer hold himself back. He just opened his mouth and sobbed.
Duke watched the situation and walked over before he said, âB Before you cry, you should take a look at Melâs hand.â
Harold sobbed as he looked over. Melodyâs fair and tender wrist was red, and it looked terrifying.
âYou say that you like Mel. Is this how you treat someone you like?â Duke said sternly. âGo back to your room and reflect on your actions for half an hour before you come downstairs again.â Harold stopped crying. âMel, Iâm sorry. I didnât do it on purpose.â Melody hid behind George.
She looked down and clenched her fists tightly. âIâll go and reflect on my actions. I have to reflect.â
Harold cried as he ran upstairs. Then, he closed his room door with a loud thud.
Duke massaged his forehead.
The day before yesterday, he noticed that Melody had kind of pushed Harold away, and he did not know why. Now, he finally understood it. Harold usually acted rashly. He must have hurt Melody and caused her to hold a grudge. George held Melodyâs hand, and they sat on the couch before he softly said, âHarold likes you very much, but he doesnât know how to express his feelings, so he accidentally hurt you. Donât be mad at him.â
Melody looked down, and her long lashes trembled. âWhat did you do to my sister?â
As soon as Alden entered the living room, he realized that something was wrong with Melody.
Melody had always been expressionless. She rarely appeared happy or sad, and there were not many things that could affect her emotions.
However, her eyes were red at that moment. Her lashes were trembling immensely, and her eyes were teary.