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Chapter 217 My Wify's Palm Red

Chapter 217 My Wify's Palm Red

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Edward wore a cold, severe expression, his jawline sharp, and his presence commanding. His back held firm beneath the black shirt, and his tall, lean frame stood out. Each stride he made was purposeful and unwavering. His eyes held an unfathomable darkness, like the lonely, silent moon hanging over a barren landscape.

These words caused Amanda, still stinging from the slap and unable to express her anger, to blush deeply. her eyes welling with emotion.

She looked at Edward's approaching figure, caught between astonishment and bashfulness.

At that moment, her heart seemed ready to overflow with emotion

She hadn't been standing close to the door before, yet now she found herself drifting forward, her gaze fixed on Edward's tall, lean figure cloaked in black Only now did she realize-through all these years, Edward had thought of her, too.

Tears gathered in her eyes as she looked up at him, her voice tinged with a faint sadness. "Edward, I... I'm fe. It doesn't hurt. Don't hold Ms. Tucker responsible "It's my fault for upsetting her

She looked down, silently anticipating Edward's arrival

To her, Melody was nothing more than a shallow substitute; she could never compete with the deep. connection she shared with Edward from childhood. Besides, Melanie had no real reason to single her out.

Melanie's dislike for Edward likely meant she understood her importance to him, which explained why she was stirring up trouble.

With that in mind, Melanie's support of Melody suddenly made sense.

Edward didn't care about her in the slightest.

Still, she waited for him.

But then she watched in shock as a dark figure moved past her, heading directly toward Melody.

Amanda froze, unable to believe it.

She convinced herself that Edward must be going over to confront Melody.

Hurrying forward, she tried to act as though she was intercepting him.

Yet she watched as Edward stood before Melody, his large hand enclosing Melody's delicate, pale one. holding it gently.

When he noticed the faint redness on her fair skin, a trace of darkness flashed in his gaze.

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Chapter 217 My Wily's Palm Red

"Mel, does it still in?"

"Aunt Melanie, there are others who should handle things like slapping people,

"My wife's skin is solt a delicate, so I leave the rough handling to others"

Edward glanced at the alluring woman lounging on the grand seat beside the tea table, his gaze dark and unreadable.

But that look sent a chill down Melanie's spine; she immediately straightened up from the grand seat, sitting with sudile poise and compone

Truman observed how swiftly Edward's words had taken ellect,

A smile flashed across his eyes.

He gave Melanie's waist a light par, then turned to Edward with a grin. "Eddie, Melanie means well.

"Don't let her tough front mislead you-he has a soft spot for Mel.

She was only standing up for Mel just now."

Hearing this, Melanie glanced at Elwarl, eyes full of hope, but feeling embarrassed by her expression, she quickly looked away, hulling, "Who would like Melody anyway! to "If she weren't seen as part of the Moores, I'd pay her mind."

Truman simply gave a slight smile, staying silent.

He didn't hurry to console his wife; instead, his intense gaze rested on Edward,

Observing that Edward was now able to stand and that the scar on his face had vanished, a whirlwind of emotions stirred within him.

Amanda remained rooted to the spot

Her check, still smarting from Melody's slap, was nothing compared to the deeper pain of Edward's indifference and the attentive care he showed toward Melody This couldn't be real!!

"Ed... Edward, what on earth are you doing?"

She stared at Edward, nearly breaking down as if she were his legal wife, unable to accept his care for Melody.

Edward appeared only now to acknowledge an uninvited guest at the tea banquet, casting a chilly glance her way. "And who inight you be?"

Then, his eyes dropped as he softly blew on the slight redness of Melody's palm, his brows knitting. together, and his voice growing icy.

"Whoever you are," he said, "your nerve is unbelievable You've made my Wify's palm red; how will you. make up for that?"

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Chapter 217 My Wify's Palm Red

A shiver ran through Amanda, leaving her feeling more hopeless than she had ever felt before!