Upon hearing Melody's words, Lucas stopped in his tracks and lowered his head to apologize seriously. "I was wrong in this matter. I spoke out of turn and shouldn't have been so careless with my words. I'm sorry, I won't speak to you like that again."

Meeting his sincere gaze, Melody's pent-up grievances surged. She bit her lip, her eyes moist, but she did not want to shed tears anymore.

"Forget it. As long as you know you were wrong, that's enough. It's clearly not my fault, but you immediately blamed me..."

Melody's tears flowed down her cheeks onto Lucas' arm.

Even though Lucas was wearing long sleeves, Melody's tears still stung him. He had not expected his inadvertent mistake would cause Melody so much pain, nor had he realized that Melody was not as carefree as she seemed on the surface, and that she harbored a lot of resentment and hardship inside. It was just that Melody was good at acting, so she never let others replace out.

Lucas stopped in his tracks, looked into Melody's eyes, and said hoarsely, "I'm sorry. I apologize once again."

Melody did not know if she could trust him anymore. They had argued before, and Lucas had apologized each time. However, when it came to Thalia, Melody always seemed to be the one who needed to take a backseat.

'If I could never become the most important person in his heart, how can I truly have this man?' thought Melody.

Melody did not want just a little bit of his love; she wanted all of his love. She buried herself deeply in his embrace, putting aside everything else for the time being. At least at that moment, she had all of him. Beatrice was startled when she saw Lucas carrying Melody back. "Oh, what happened? Is Melody injured?"

Thalia's expression darkened. She had asked Lucas to carry her back, but he turned and carried Melody back instead?!

'That Melody is cunning, alright! I bet Lucas wouldn't have carried her back if she didn't ask him! And look at those two old farts... They immediately went up to Melody with concern the moment she returned!' thought Thalia.

"Grandma, it's nothing serious. I just tripped and might've twisted my ankle a bit," Melody said with evident tear marks on her face. She was relieved that it was already dark, and Beatrice had turned off the flashlight to avoid shining it into her eyes.

'It's a good thing Grandma can't see the tear marks on my face, or she's going to be worried again,' thought Melody.

However, Beatrice-understanding Melody as she did-did not buy her casual explanation at all. After all, why would Melody let Lucas carry her back if it was not serious?

"You silly girl, trying to hide things from me again," Beatrice said sternly. "You need to tell me if you're hurt or feeling pain somewhere since we're at home! I'll take care of you. Today's incident was unexpected, but since you're injured, we need to get you to the hospital right away. Your grandpa just called the leaders of the rescue team; they're already on their way back."

Lucas continued to hold Melody firmly in his arms. Feeling her struggle, Lucas tightened his embrace, preventing her from moving.

"You're injured. Do you want to make it worse by getting down? Do you still want to go back to the set?"

Lucas' firm words were followed by Beatrice's gentle persuasion. Finally, Melody settled down in his arms. Melody noticed Thalia's blatant hostility when she accidentally met her gaze. She returned her stare calmly. Since Thalia did not bother to conceal her intentions, Melody saw no reason to continue trying to please her.

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