The coach released Melissa.
Surprised, he turned from Marcus to Melissa. “Miss Brown, you and Mr.
Fowler...” Marcus cut in, “We have a kid together.” Mina then joined them as well.
Dressed in a black silk dress and a white jacket, she looked stunning.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe couldn't fathom losing to Melissa.
Despite Melissa's beauty, she didn't outshine Mina. Standing at only about 53", she was too slim and wore minimal makeup.
Yet, it was clear Marcus was jealous.
Without a word, Melissa turned to the coach. “Let's go on.” How could the coach keep going? With a slight smile, he suggested, “Mr. Fowler is skilled at golf.
Maybe he could give you some tips?”
Melissa didn't make it hard for the coach, but she wasn't about to let Marcus win... She then headed to the lounge and ordered a drink.
Marcus watched her from afar but didn't approach.
Meanwhile, Mina took a seat beside her and inquired, “Do you mind if | join you?” Melissa offered a small smile.
She wasn't interested in befriending Mina, so her response was lukewarm. Mina glanced towards where Marcus was and said in a low voice, “I guess every woman dreams of marrying someone like Mr.
Fowler. Why don't you like him?” Melissa wasn't taken aback by Mina's question.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMarcus had it all. He was born into wealth, was the executive director of the country’s largest conglomerate, and was strikingly handsome.
Despite his usual arrogance and coldness, women flocked to him.
But Melissa knew all too well what he was like in private and therefore wasn't as captivated.
Sipping her drink through the straw, she hinted, “He's single now.” When Mina was on the verge of replying, someone draped a towel over Melissa's head, its scent unmistakably masculine, filled with the aroma of men's cologne.
Melissa removed the towel only to see Marcus standing nearby.
The man scoffed. “When did you start talking so much?”