Yet, Marcus seemed incapable of moving on.

If this continued, sooner or later, he would find out about Matthew.

At that point, how would she manage to keep her son with her?

Decisively, Melissa resolved to take action.

She planned to request Albert for an early transfer back to Heron.

This move would sever her ties with Marcus for good.

The ride was enveloped in silence.

The rhythmic motion of the windshield wipers was the only sound.

Occasionally, Melissa glanced at Marcus, noticing his indifferent demeanor, a stark contrast to earlier emotions.

Eventually, the white Bentley halted outside the Waston Group building.

Opening the car door, Melissa offered, “Thanks for the lift, Mr. Fowler."

Marcus responded with a faint smile and leaned in to close the door after her. He watched her for a moment but Melissa, avoiding his look, walked away without a backward glance.

As Marcus prepared to leave, his eye caught a small bloodstain on the white rug beneath the passenger seat - Melissa's blood.

He paused, and then dialed Melissa's number. "You're hurt?"

Melissa, standing by the elevator, answered evenly, “It's nothing.

Thanks for asking, Mr. Fowler. And please, no more calls."

With those words, she hung up and blocked Marcus' number.

Upon reaching her office, Melissa found Albert occupying her chair, appearing to have been waiting some time.

Albert, noting Melissa's rain-drenched appearance, laughed. "Marcus really did you no favors!"

He expressed his disdain with a tsk.