The Unfaithful Mr. Scott

When she arrived at Jepton Hotel, it was not even seven o’clock. There were not many people on the road at this hour. Melanie parked her car at the hotel entrance.

Her inquiry with Dr. Wells had informed her that Dr. Hel was scheduled to arrive at the hospital at nine, so he should leave around 8:20 am.

Melanie brought a loaf of bread with her. Sitting in the car, she had just taken a bite when she received another debt collection message from Dylan. To her, Dylan’s messages were now no different from spam.

Melanie had promised to give her 500,000, and she indeed intended to fulfill that promise- just not at this moment.

Dylan kept claiming that George would sell Peachie if he did not get the money, but when Melanie checked with Theodore, she received a different answer. Peachie was currently staying at the hospital with a caregiver. 1

It was on the day she received Dylan’s call to go to the bank that she suddenly remembered Theodore’s existence. He was an acquaintance from when she was in Hearth City, a friend of Eugene.NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

Melanie was no longer as upset about Dylan’s deception. She simply did not want Dylan to disturb her grandfather again.

At 8:20 am, Howard came downstairs. Melanie pushed open the car door, stepped out, and came to stand before Howard. She greeted the man politely and sincerely, “Hello, Dr. Hel. We met last night.”

Howard looked at her with furrowed brows. “I informed you about your grandfather's condition last night, and my suggestion is to opt for conservative treatment.”

“But | did some digging, and there are many successful cases of surgery in similar situations,” Melanie said, holding her grandfather’s medical records and test results. She handed them over. “You haven't looked into the details yet. Please take a look.”

Howard’s face showed clear displeasure. “Miss Smith, | don’t know if you’re genuinely concerned about your grandfather or just putting on a show for someone, but please don’t waste my time.

“What do you mean by ‘putting on a show’?” Howard wore glasses, and his expression was solemn.

However, when he assessed Melanie, his gaze carried a hint of annoyance. “Miss Smith, | know about your relationship with Eugene. You should be aware of my connection with him.

“Unfortunately, if you think you can change the opinion of the Scott family toward you through me, then you're gravely mistaken.”

The anxiety Melanie felt slowly cooled when she heard what the man said. She withdrew the materials she had handed, over, looked at Howard, and said, “Dr. Hel, | don’t know what misunderstandings you've come to hear, but you should also know that as a doctor, no one ever jokes about the life of their family members.”

She nodded again. “I’m sorry for wasting your time.” Then, she turned and left, her straight back appearing frail yet determined.

She sat in the car for a while before driving to the hospital. Her grandfather’s condition was still the same. When Melanie went in, the doctor happened to be making rounds.

The results of the examinations conducted on her grandfather were out, and there was not much change in various indicators. Dr. Wells called out to Melanie, “Have you seen Dr. Hel?”

Melanie lowered her gaze and remained silent for a moment. “Are there any doctors available besides Dr. Hel?”

“Yes, but Dr. Hel is an authoritative expert, and the success rate with him is undoubtedly higher.”

Dr. Wells‘ words echoed in Melanie’s mind. She raised her hand to pinch her forehead and then took out her phone. She dialed Xander’s number.

Xander immediately answered, and Melanie heard his somewhat tired voice. “Xander, when can you help me contact Dr. Hel?”

“| might need to have another discussion with him.” Xander paused before adding, “I’m on my way to the hospital. We can talk when | get there.”