Reborn To Remarry My Ex Husband (Melody)
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Standing by the bedside, Carson's eyes locked on Suzanna's face. He needed the piece's arrangement to clear his name.

He never imagined Melody would go to such lengths to disgust him, making people question his ability to create music.

Since his debut, his first album, Surge, has become legendary, solidifying his status as one of the top idols in the music world.

Though his later compositions didn't quite match the brilliance of 'Surge', his work was still commendable.

The sheer brilliance of his debut album cast a shadow over everything that followed. It was so extraordinary that not even he could surpass it, leaving his subsequent works feeling lackluster by comparison. In truth, Carson still harbored the pride and talent of a true musician.

Unfortunately, to recreate the success of 'Surge' would require an even stronger surge of inspiration.

Perhaps another piano piece as magical as Suzanna's arrangement of Night Bloom Nocturne could do the trick.

Unfortunately, fate had other plans for him.

Suzanna had injured her hand in a fall due to a heart condition three years ago, which prevented her from playing the piano with the same breathtaking brilliance.

"Carson, I can't remember where I left the sheet music for that piece, but..."

Suzanna lowered her eyes, seemingly hesitant and too afraid to continue speaking.

Carson's expression darkened. He reached out to steady her trembling shoulders. His voice softened as he met her tearful, fragile gaze. He asked, "Suzie, but what? You can tell me. I'll stand by you."

s, as if he had already guessed His ex, ression grew colder, and a cruel smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, as if he had already guessed what she was afraid to say.

Suzanna's long lashes fluttered, as if she had made a difficult decision. She cautiously whispered, "Carson, if you really want to replace it, go check the attic."

The Shield Residence's attic was where Melody had been staying.

It was damp all year round, scorching hot in the summer and freezing in the bother staying there for long.

When Melody came home, her old room had been right next to Suzanna's.

After a while, the family assumed Melody wouldn't return.

nter. Even the mice didn't

They had knocked down the wall between the two rooms, turning the space into a walk-in closet for Suzanna.

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When Melody came back, Suzanna had been suffering from her heart condition, and the entire family's attention was on her.

Melody

At the time, Melody believed they were true sisters and even twine? Once Suzanna's condition stabilized, she had sweetly invite stay with her.

kindness and eagerly accepted the offer.

She had been so grateful for Suzanna's

The very next night, a severe allergic reaction rushed Suzanna to the hospital. Painful sores covered her body. Looking pitifully at Melody, she said kindly, "Mel, don't blame yourself. My skin is too delicate. This wasn't your fault." In that moment, Melody felt a wave of humiliation crash over her, running from head to toe.

The whole family looked at her with disdain in their eyes and

scr her.

Christina snapped, "Melody, did you sleep next to Suzie without showering? How could you be so filthy?"

Carson snickered and asked casually, "Haha, Melody, do you have fleas

or something?"

He thought it was a joke, but to Melody, it was like thunder striking her ears!

Derrick frowned and prompted, "Melody, from now on, make sure you have a shower before entering Suzie's room. Her skin is delicate, unlike

yours."

How were they different?

The answer was simple. Her parents and brothers had pampered Suzanna her entire life, leading to a privileged upbringing that left her delicate and fragile.

They saw Melody as nothing more than a rough, dirty village girl brought up by strangers.

Carson sneered and commented, "Melody, now that you're back, you need to drop those bad habits. Suzie is kind enough to share her bed with you, but you need to be mindful. Don't harm her again!"

At that time, Cameron hadn't yet been in the car accident that left him disabled. His cold, handsome face rema ed impassive, but his silence spoke volumes.

The way he looked at Melody was as if he were studying a mere object.

Finally, Timothy walked over and ruffled her hair. He turned to his brothers and said, "Enough. Mel didn't mean any harm. Even if she caused Suzie's allergy, that's all in the past now. Let's drop it." Timothy, the eldest, always had the last word, smoothing things over with a practiced calmness.