“Mel, daughter. Timothy came to talk to you. We’ll leave you alone,” Charles looked at him and the threat was implied in his eyes, but he still said staring at him. “Be incredibly careful with my daughter. She’s had enough.”
“I don’t mean to hurt her,” and he meant it from the bottom of his heart.
“I hope so. Because money doesn’t matter to me, none of my family members care how rich you are, my daughter doesn’t deserve to be treated with disdain.”
“Dad...” Melody walked up to them and put a hand on her father’s back. “Leave us alone for a moment, we’ll be on the porch. It’ll be all right.”
He felt like a phony standing in front of Melody’s parents, when hours before, he thought their daughter was a wretch.
“We’ll be in the kitchen, your mother told me your sister is coming for dinner
