Melody's eyes were filled with bewilderment and innocence. Tears also welled up in her eyes as if they were about to spill over any second. "Of course not! How could I ever suspect you?"

Melody smiled bitterly. "Really? Do you truly believe me? Or are you just saying that to comfort me? I don't want to hear lies. I want you to tell me the first thought that came into your mind when you heard what happened. Sherman, do you really think I'm a bad person?"

Sherman did not know what Lucas had said to Melody, but her demeanor was clearly off, like some sort of stress response.

"I've never thought you were a bad person. On the contrary, you're the kindest person I know. Heck, you're even reluctant to take revenge when the others have wronged you. The Melody I know is always so positive and uplifting. Tell me, why do you doubt my trust in you? Did someone say something to you?"

Melody's eyes remained wide open as if she could not believe Sherman's words.

"Really? I'm not as perfect as you say. I feel jealousy, I feel injustice, and sometimes I wonder why it couldn't have been me who got hurt. That way, I wouldn't be suspected..." Melody curled up in the passenger seat, her legs not even feeling the pain anymore.

Sherman glanced at Melody and felt especially heartbroken. He had known her since their school days, and Melody had always been optimistic, beautiful, and kind to others.

However, there would always be one or two people maliciously tarnishing Melody's reputation because of Wendy's instigation. Upon learning about it, Melody would just smile faintly, unwilling to have those around her seek revenge on her behalf.

"Maybe these people were just in a bad mood and needed someone to take it out on. I'm pretty sure they won't say such things about me anymore when they're in a better mood."

Melody often counseled her roommates the same way, but sometimes her friends would get even angrier than she did.

Melody would just smile faintly after hearing all those nonsense rumors. After all, what else could she do? Those who did not believe her would never believe her, while her friends who did believe her would ge angry on her behalf.

Melody felt it was already enough to have loyal friends around her. She did not ask for much; she just hoped that when such things happened, there would be someone standing by her side. 'She had done well in college, so how could such a confident person become someone who doubts her own goodness now? Who caused her to become like this?' wondered Sherman.

He already had a vague answer in his heart. 'If Lucas isn't treating her well, then why can't I be the one by her side?'

The car quickly stopped in front of Melody's dormitory. The day's filming had ended, and she could finally go back to rest.

Sherman opened the car door for Melody. He was worried about her state of mind, so he wanted to accompany her upstairs.

"It's okay. You have your own things to attend to. I'm fine now, really. You should worry about Miss Thalia instead. In fact, you should drop by the hospital to check on her."

It was clear she was forcing her smile.

Sherman's brow remained furrowed with concern.

"Are you afraid that I might do something to you? Melody, I'm just concerned about you. I'm worried because even though you're smiling, you are sad inside. Melody, don't keep everything bottled up inside. Our years of friendship should tell you that it's safe to confide in me, right?"

Melody took a sharp breath. She did not think Sherman would hurt her. In her mind, he was just a college mate she knew.

"Sherman, that's not what I mean. I'm really grateful for everything you've done for me."

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