Sherman and Melody went to different universities after high school and lost contact with each other since then. She did not expect that her unrequited crush would show up in front of her again after all those years.
"We haven't seen each other for pretty long now. I heard you managed to get into a good university. How was your time there? Where are you posted now?" Sherman asked about her achievements. Melody did not even dare to look up at him. It was difficult for her to tell him that Helen did not allow her to work and instead asked her to stay at home to 'take care of her family'. As a result, Melody never worked a day in her life since she graduated.
"Don't feel pressured to answer that question," Sherman said after sensing her change in mood. "I was unsure if I had the right person when I saw you from a distance earlier. That guy from earlier is a famous playboy in New Capital City. Do you know him?"
Melody breathed a sigh of relief when he changed the subject. "I don't know him, and I have no idea what I did to make him angry. He wouldn't let me leave..."
"Because you're beautiful," Sherman said, chuckling.
Melody raised her head and looked at him in disbelief, wondering if she had heard that compliment right. Melody felt her cheeks gradually getting hot, and she could not hide her smile. "You're too kind, Sherman. Everyone's dressed beautifully here, and I don't stand out as much as they do."
"That's not true. You've always been beautiful, but you tend to lower your head all the time and shy away from letting others get a glimpse of your beauty." Sherman bent down slightly and approached her. "Don't you remember what I told you when we were in high school? You need to be more confident."
Melody looked into his brown eyes and was transported back to her memory of high school.
There was a play that her class had to do for a report, and she was assigned the role of a maid. The role was relatively insignificant and did not require her to say any lines, but it did require her to perform some simple dance moves on stage. Those dance moves were simple enough for Melody to master, but she had never been on stage before and was never allowed any say at home.
Because of that, she lacked self-confidence and found it hard to raise her head before she went onstage.
At that time, Sherman said to her, "You're beautiful, so try to be more confident in yourself."
Melody did not expect that she would see Sherman again after so many years. "Why are you here by the way?" The rich man who accosted her earlier seemed to show much deference to Sherman. That seemed to point to the possibility that Sherman had a strong family background.
"I'm here to attend the birthday banquet. How about you? Do you know the host too?" Sherman asked with a smile.
Melody looked at him and struggled to answer. Telling him that she was accompanying her husband to the banquet did not seem like an ideal thing to do since Lucas was not her real husband.
She was silent like before, so Sherman suggested that they sit on the nearby sofa. "Shall we take our conversation somewhere that's a little quieter?"
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"Women should go easy on the
alcohol. I'll get you something else to
drink." Sherman got back up and
walked to fetch a different drink in
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drinkin the distance as soon as he sat down
and saw the drinks on the table. Melody felt an inexplicable throbbing in her heart when she looked at Sherman's rear figure. He was still the same person that he always was, and Melody was reminded of an unforgettable moment on that one winter afternoon in her second year of high school. Visit bignovels.com to read the latest chapter of this novel
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When gym class was over, she
rushed back to the classroom to get B Some sanitary napkins because she was on her period. Visit
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