Meeting her gaze, Marcus posed a question of his own. "Why didn't you come back to me when you found out you were pregnant?"

Melissa knew Marcus had searched for her at that time.

However, she had chosen to bear the child alone, never returning to resolve the situation. It wasn't until three years later, when Marcus was involved with Violette, that she reappeared.

Perhaps Melissa was right.

Marcus harbored a deep-seated resentment towards her.

He hated her so much that he... Even if he still harbored feelings, he was unwilling to acknowledge them.

Melissa didn't want to argue any further.

Since their breakup, their encounters had been fraught with quarrels.

She struggled against Marcus’ grasp, retorting, "Did I have a choice, Marcus? How could I face you after what you said? You claimed I didn't deserve to marry into the Fowler family. Do you not remember?"

After uttering those words, Melissa found herself lost in a trance.

Regardless, she didn't want to upset Marcus.

With a sigh, Melissa attempted to diffuse the tension. “Enough, Marcus. Let's let go of each other, shall we? You can continue living your lavish lifestyle, and I'll raise Matthew on my own. I promise, we'll never cross paths again."

Hearing Melissa's response, Marcus fell into a contemplative silence.

As Melissa struggled against his touch once more, he wrapped his arm around her waist, soothingly stroking her back.

Perhaps, he had gained wisdom over the years.

Melissa felt a flush of embarrassment and turned her face away, but Marcus' gaze remained fixed on her.

Evidently, Melissa's body responded to his touch, sparking a familiar longing.

After all, the body wouldn't lie. But was it merely desire? What about Love?

Did Melissa still harbor feelings for him?

Gently caressing her face, Marcus posed the question. “Do you still love me, Melissa? Please, be honest with me."