"Matthew, are you joking with me?" Melina asked in a trembling voice, thinking to herself, "According to Matthew's reasoning, doesn't that mean I'm going to die soon?"

Matthew was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, "Melina, do you think I joke about something like this with you? Although these people were already sick before they got engaged to Luther, none of them lived beyond a month."

"This is very intriguing. Of course, I'm not saying what Luther did to them. After all, it was our family who initiated the engagement between him and my sister, hoping that the 'luck' of marriage would counterbalance her misfortune."

"So Melina, even if it's for the sake of the child, you don't have to be his wife."

"It's normal to get a divorce now. Even if you get divorced, you can still go to see your child normally. Plus, Melina... It's not that I want to discourage you, but you won't be happy if you marry him. People all say that he did this three times to ruin his reputation on his own initiative, and then to wait for Miss Haverford to come back to him after she has played enough."

Matthew's words contained too much information, so that Melina was unable to react immediately.

Melina thought to herself, "So there is actually such a complicated secret hidden behind what I did not know? Because he liked her too much, he have been willing to ruin his reputation?"

She could not help but think of Luther's aunt and those photos. For a moment, she forgot to break away from Matthew's hand.

"Melina, are you afraid of him? Don't be afraid. If you don't want to talk to him, I can go for you."

Although it was a bit troublesome like this, it might affect his reputation.

But to fulfill his wish, he could afford this loss.

"No, I..." Melina muttered.

"What does Young Master Voss want to say to me? Just say it now."

All of a sudden, the air around them grew thick with tension. Melina felt a chill sweep over her.

Before she could turn around, she felt that the ominous presence behind her became even stronger as if a ferocious predator was staring at her deeply.

That was right.

The person who spoke was Luther.

To create a domineering and powerful appearance, Bill especially arranged the appearance of his boss as the last finale.

For this reason, Luther also specially changed into a white suit, aiming to be the most dazzling man on the scene-a true showstopper, as people would say.

But who would have thought?

He spent so much time and effort playing cool on the stage for a few minutes.

When he stepped down from the stage, his assistant told him that Melina was not in the conference hall at all and was dragged away by a man halfway through.

He thought to himself, anger bubbling inside him"How could this be?"

No matter how much he disliked Melina, she was still his woman.

Luther had originally wanted to sit in the car and wait for someone to "invite" Melina back before settling the score.

Then he heard a group of girls outside say that Matthew was so handsome and romantic. Matthew also made lotus lanterns by the lake and proposed to Melina with the ring.

Thus, following the sound, he accompanied only by Bill, stormed over.

Then, he heard a man coaxing his wife, and he was wondering that Melina seemed to be moved.

"Melina, how long are you going to hold his hand?"

Luther's sudden appearance completely ignited the entire lakeside.

With his iconic mask and the handsome assistant beside him, many people instantly recognized his identity! They looked at Melina like they wanted to burn her alive.

Melina was so shocked by his outburst that she immediately retreated. Unfortunately, there was a step behind her. She slipped and fell backward.

"Be careful!"

Matthew hurriedly reached out to pull her, but he didn't expect someone to be faster.

Luther took a few steps to approach her and carried Melina in his arms.

"You..."

When she met that familiar eyes that were filled with killing intent, Melina's brain froze.

"You better not speak now, or I will throw you into the lake to feed the fish." Luther jolted her upward and used his actions to prove that he was not joking.

Melina was thrown into the air and caught again.

She panicked and did not care about her image as she clung to Luther's neck tightly with both her hands.

Sensing that Melina was afraid, Luther raised his head and looked at Matthew.

This was the man who had been drooling over his woman for a long time as others said.

"It seems that the man Melina mentioned is really you." Matthew said bitterly. Their intimate actions pierced deep into his eyes, causing his heart to tremble slightly.

"'Melina'? Is she familiar with you?" Luther said coldly.

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Matthew didn't become frightened or speechless by Luther's aura. Instead, he slowly walked down the steps.

Two figures, one black and one white, stood by the lake. The invisible tension intertwined in the air, and the onlookers were very satisfied to watch this drama.

"Huh. She is my wife. You said that it has nothing to do with me?" Luther sneered.

"She won't be soon anymore." Matthew did not back down. His tone was cold, but his attitude was very certain.

"Matthew, do you know what you are doing?" If not for the historically good relations between the Voss and Blackwood families, Luther would have already asked someone to throw him into the lake to calm down.

"I'm fully aware. I've liked Melina for a long time, and she doesn't hate me. If it weren't you who schemed against me, she should have been Voss family's Young Madam."

He paused, his words sharper than a blade. "Of course, you always like to use tricks. This is something everyone knows. If you want to make Cecily jealous, you can use others, but not Melina. Be generous and let her go." Matthew faintly narrated. His voice was very charming and pleasant to hear.

But the words he said at this moment were as sharp as a knife.

They ruthlessly stabbed Luther, and also into Melina's hearts.

Melina looked up, wanting to read the man's heart through the cold, concealing mask.

She thought to herself, "Is it true? Are his feelings for Cecily already so deep? Is that why we share the same bed every night and yet... nothing?"

"Matthew!" Luther shouted. He was really angry.

He could tolerate that Matthew deliberately slandered him to steal his woman, but what he could not accept was that the woman in his arms had an expression of "I've already believed him".

He thought to himself, "Is this my image in her mind?"

However, it was not suitable to explain the current situation.

He disdained to explain those things that he had never done. He admitted that he had a good impression of Cecily, and he had promised her that he would be responsible for her and that he could marry her.

But that was not love but obligation.

All these years, he had taken care of Cecily more like an elder brother taking care of his younger sister, since his life had been saved by her.

So he just scolded Matthew, then turned around and walked back with Melina in his arms.

He was also human and would be tired.

After flying for more than twenty hours during which he was still working, he really did not want to quarrel with people, especially not over a misunderstanding fueled by an emotional, reckless woman.

"Are you afraid? I won't give up." Matthew took a step forward.

"Luther, I can give in to anything else, but for her, I have missed her once and I will never miss her the second time." Just as Luther carried Melina into his car, Matthew, who had been following him the whole way, spoke again.

Luther stopped and put Melina to stand on the ground and gestured for her to get in the car first, then he turned back and looked coldly at the man not far away.

He thought to himself, "Objectively speaking, Matthew is much better than the first love Melina found when she was blind."

But... Snatching a woman from him? Keep on dreaming!"

"Matthew Voss." He read his name and suddenly strode toward him.

Matthew couldn't figure out what he was trying to do. After all, this man's style had always been strange. Matthew didn't move, and his entire body was already on guard. If Luther made a move, then Matthew wouldn't be polite.

But...

Luther gently patted Matthew on the shoulder and left.

"The brain is a good thing. I hope you use it."

After he finished speaking, the car door also closed, leaving only a group of people who were watching this drama and Matthew who had not spoken for a while.

"Young Master... How about..."

Matthew's assistant trotted all the way and made a gesture that only they could understand.

The light in Matthew's eyes extinguished as the convoy disappeared.

He glanced at the burning heart-shaped lake behind him. His fingers clenched into fists. He thought to himself, "Blackwood family..."

"Yes."

Others might be afraid of Luther, but he was not.

This time, he would not let go no matter what.

"No need. Let's go back. Book a flight. Let's go back to the south to take a look. I'm going to see Grandpa." He said indifferently. As the car disappeared into the distance, the heavy, oppressive aura around him also became much fainter.

"Understood." The assistant didn't really understand his Young Master's intention, but since the Young Master was the smartest person in Voss family's past hundred years, the assistant would do whatever he said to do.

The assistant thought it was a pity that Young Master was one step too late.

The assistant continued to think to himself, "Perhaps, this is what people call fate."

As he felt sorry for his Young Master, he started to book the flight his phone.

Although Voss family's influence in the capital was not as big as Blackwood family's, it was still a big family with hundreds of years of history and dozens of generations of inheritance.

This was also the reason why Matthew had the confidence to confront Luther.

...

For the first time, Melina felt that Luther's RV was really small!

No matter where she sat, it seemed like she could not avoid his sight.

She looked at the man's clothes and had to admit that the god was still very generous to him. This person was totally a super model. No matter what type or color a cloth was, when it was worn on him, it was like it was tailor-made for him.

"Melina."

Luther felt that he could already control the anger in his body, and only then did he speak.

"Yes."

"Do you have something to say to me?" Luther asked again.

"What?" Melina tilted her head and thought about it. She repeated what happened today and thought to herself, "Did I do anything wrong?"

It seemed like she had only been reacting to everything happening around her.

"Matthew and I are just classmates. He likes me, but I have already rejected him."

"Is that all?" Luther obviously did not believe her words.

"What else would it be?" Melina, who was a little irritated by his tone of interrogation, raised her voice sharply. "Before questioning others, shouldn't you check yourself first? Since you like another woman so much, then don't provoke me! Are you crazy? Do you think you are performing a romantic story? If you are really infatuated with her, then go and confess. Why have a child, and why get married to me?"