She only had a meal with someone, but Marcus had already reached his own conclusions. Without even considering the fact that they were in public, he roughly pushed her against the car. Clearly, he still saw her as a tool for him to have fun with. He never cared about her feelings. Instead, all he wanted was just to make himself happy and satisfied.

He didn't really love her at all. If he did, he wouldn't disrespect her like this.

Meanwhile, Marcus kept his eyes fixed on her.

But Melissa looked away, not wanting to talk to him at all. In fact, her chest was heaving with anger.

Seeing how upset she was, Marcus’ attitude softened immediately. He withdrew his hand from under her blouse and helped her straighten her clothes. Then he cradled her face in his hands and said in a soft voice, "Sorry, it's my bad. It's just that I'm a little anxious. I really want to know who that man is, Melissa."