Stop, Your Grace!

Near the late night castle, it was extremely quiet.

Melody was absent－minded on her way back to her bedroom.

Beatrix’s words had been ringing in her ears.

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Was it because of the family marriage?

Was it for John?

A series of questions lingered in her mind, and Melody was depressed.

“Mater, Stop it…”

There was a wheezing of a woman.

Melody, who was walking towards the bedroom, stopped and saw a nearby room with lights on and the door slightly open.

Melody stepped forward curiously and saw the scene clearly through the crack of the door…

On the sofa in the room, Kevin hugged a coquettish beauty and kissed with her.

She ran into him again.

Melody Petrochemical…

Why was she so unlucky? She could always encounter such things.

Patted the forehead, Just forgot it and stopped looking at them.

She turned around and left that place, acting carefully.

As soon as she left, Kevin kissed the woman in his arms in the bedroom, his eyes full of cold.

“Master…”

The delicate voice of the woman came.

But Kevin had no interest at all, staring at the woman in her arms. Somehow, what came from his mind was Melody’s appearance.

Fuck!

How could this happen…

The woman saw his action stopped, bowed their heads and played coquetry, “Master…”

Kevin returned to absolute being, glanced coldly at the woman and pushed her away. “Get out of here.”

The woman panicked, just still a face of desire, but fell to the ground in confusion the next second.

“Master…” She cried weaker.

Kevin rubbed his eyebrows impatiently. “Piss off, don’t let me say it again!”

The woman could only stumble away.

Kevin kicked the tea table in front of him angrily and was depressed.

What was going on during this period of time?

Why did he always think of Melody when he hug other women?

He was not a man who liked abstinence, but it happened that he had to tie himself up to Melody, which made him angry!

Berg heard the noise in the room outside the door. He looked in and saw the mess all over the floor. He sighed and stepped forward.

“Master, is it that woman who did not serve well?”

Kevin frowned, looked up at Berg and asked gloomily, “Berg, why am I not interested in other women during this period of time?”

The same was true last time. The foreplay was completed, but in the last step he just couldn’t interest him.

What was the problem?

Berg paused and looked at him in embarrassment. The question was hard for him.

“Master means not interested in all women?”

After the tentative question, Berg said cautiously, “Or, only interested in Miss Lowe.”

When the words fell, a cold light swept away.

Berg was so scared that he immediately lowered his head and did not dare to expect anything.

Kevin got up agitated, kicked away the chair and paced back and forth in the room.

Walking around, Kevin not only did not calm down, but became more and more irritable.

His handsome face was stained with anger. He walked up to Berg and asked, “Am I sick?”

Berg got a fright.

What’s going on here?

How did the young master begin to question himself?

“You worry too much, maybe…”

Berg remembered Donald’s words and did not know how to speak at that time.

“Maybe what?”

Kevin shouted impatiently, glaring at him.

“Perhaps all this has something to do with Miss Low.”

Berg boldly said, “The young master has never been so attentive to any girl, so you are just not interested in other women, probably because you like her…”

Only when there was a person in his heart could he have such a reaction.

Otherwise, during the annual routine physical examination, why hadn’t there been any problem in the examination?

“You mean I like Melody?” Asked Kevin, raising his eyebrows.

Berg nodded. “Yes.”

In addition, there was no explanation.