Then she said with a smile, “Let's go."

“Wh... where are we going?" Waylen stammered in surprise.

"Don't you want to see your grandson?" Rena scoffed as she walked outside. "I asked Marcus' secretary and she gave me the address. We only need to take a 20-minute drive to see the child."

When Waylen heard this, he immediately grabbed his overcoat and put his arm around his wife's waist. "My wife is the best," he declared with a proud smile.

Rena couldn't help but smile too.

At this time, Melissa was already on her way home.

It was almost eight o'clock when she finally arrived at the house.

But she sat in the car thinking about how she was going to tell Julie about what had happened earlier in the day.

After thinking for a while, she got out of the car. But all of a sudden, someone grabbed her by her waist and pushed her towards the car.

Melissa felt a sharp pain in her back and her head even made Light contact with the top of the car. It took a moment for her to notice that her “attacker” was none other than Marcus.

"What's wrong with you, Marcus?" she scolded him and gave him a kick on the shin.

Marcus' slender fingers skillfully reached into her coat, and with his eyes fixed on hers, he asked in a trembling voice, “Who was he?"

Before long, Marcus began to trace his finger along Melissa's waist through the thin fabric of the silk shirt that she had on.

Even though Melissa was a mother, her waist was even slimmer than before.

Perhaps it was from her genes because she never really did any form of workout.

Initially, Marcus' intention was to teach Melissa a small Lesson, but somehow, he had become aroused after feeling the tenderness of her body. Pressing his cheek against hers, he whispered, "Is that man your new boyfriend?"

"It's none of your business," Melissa retorted and grabbed his hand, trying to pull it out of her blouse.

"You'd better stay still!" Marcus warned in a hoarse voice.

Melissa was no child, so she knew exactly what he meant and she retorted immediately, "Marcus, don't you know how to respect other people's boundaries.

Her eyes were moist with tears as she spoke.