Reborn To Remarry My Ex Husband (Melody)
Remarry My 334

Chapter 334 Lilies of the Past

Melody raised an eyebrow as Alfred walked into the study, carrying a bowl of vegetable consommé. "Alfred, I heard you studied computer science and international finance abroad?"

The Mures had invested in Alfred's education even more carefully than they had with Edward.

After all, with Edward's capabilities, Truman hardly needed to worry.

Alfred, however, was a different story; he had been groomed by Truman personally, receiving special attention and care from a youne apo.

Rumors about Truman favoring his youngest son weren't entirely unfounded.

"Whoa, Mel, how did you know?

"Were you following me back then? That's kind of embarrassing. Although, honestly, it makes sense-it would've been way. more likely for you to notice me than my brother. After all, he was quite old compared to the others in school." Alfred's confidence grew

He placed the consomme on her desk and propped his hands on his cheerful face as he eagerly met Melody's gaze.

Alfred, in his casual clothes, tilted his head with a bright, youthful smile.

His eyes sparkled and his straight, white teeth shone as he grinned.

The boyish charm was disarming.

Melody couldn't help but study his face carefully.

Despite being only half-siblings, Alfred's and Edward's facial features were strikingly similar.

Yet, where Alfred still radiated innocence, Edward had an air of unfathomable pride and cool reserve.

Edward's fingers continued to fly across the keyboard.

He didn't even glance up as he ordered coolly, "Slap yourself twice. I'm too busy to deal with you right now." Alfred sighed dramatically.

True disappointment is often expressed silently.

Melody chuckled, "Honey, you forgot-I've got plenty of time right now, and I'm more than happy to step in!

"Actually, speaking of your brother, back in school, he was quite serious about wooing me. Every day, he'd leave a lily outside my dance studio, and when it rained, he'd trail behind Martin and me, holding a black umbrella to make sure I got home safely. "Martin told me that even though I was young and couldn't reciprocate anyone's feelings, I should still be grateful for genuine affection. So I took home every lily he left, and my brother planted them in the small garden outside our front door. Before long, the entire garden was filled with white lilies. It was beautiful,"

Melody's tone was calm, as though reminiscing about an old, almost forgotten memory from when she was 16.

Everyone

was still young then, and she had barely thought about romantic feelings.

As she spoke, she was only struck by the effort Alfred had put into pretending to pursue her, even though his interest was only feigned.

Alfred listened to Melody's words, recognizing each individual word but failing to make sense of her story.

He and Melody seemed oblivious to the fact that Edward's typing had faltered. His fingers stilled, then resumed with a slight rigidity as he continued, though his gaze had drifted.

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Chapter 334 Lilies of the Past

His eyes flicked to the soft pink of Melody's cheeks, and the tips of his ears turned an uncharacteristic shade of red.

"I left you lilies?" Altres asked, tapping a finger against his nose in confusion.

All he remembered was that after boldly declaring his intention to woo Melody, he had gone home and been soundly beaten. by Fided leaving him with a bruised nose and a swollen lace.

Held stayed home for two weeks to protect his image and only returned to school once he looked as handsome as ever.

As far as he knew, he hadn't missed any schoolwork or even been called to the principal's office.

At the tune, he had proudly believed the teachers were finally showing him the respect and favoritism he deserved.

"Wait that wasn't you?" Melody frowned, recalling how her 10-year old self had been so carefully guarded by Martin, Martin was handsome but had a rather tierce look that made him both a top scholar and a feared figure at Sommerville 7th High School. With a brother like that, Melody attracted admirers, but none dared to confess.

Alfred, however, had been the first to boldly declare his interest in front of Martin..

And oddly enough, Martin hadn't given him any trouble for it.