Melanie’s POV
The way she rarely maintained eye contact with me, how her expression changed suddenly when I showed up before, all made it seem like she was hiding something.
Again, I had inhaled a certain scent on Vincent, like on Aniston's birthday, and while standing at the doorpost of the inner room, that scent covered the air.
I thought, what if it came from this poor girl? Without thinking over it twice, I reached towards her and sat on the bed just beside her, putting on a smile like everything was okay with my thoughts. “Lola, would you mind having lunch with us?”
She didn't even glance at me while responding, “But Aniston brought lunch to Doctor Vincent. Weren't you aware?”
I moistened my lips, “I know, but that doesn't stop us from having lunch. I can take the meal while leav
