I Became His Sweetheart

Chapter 382 | Want this Woman “Look at this. How self-absorbed Leo is!”

Melanie was paying a lot of attention to them when Harlow’s sneering voice came from behind, followed by the strong smell of alcohol around him.

“He would draw himself at home all the time! A man like this loves himself more than anything and anyone. You better think carefully!”

“Melanie?”

When Leo heard the conversation, he quickly called out to her from the bedroom.

Melanie used this chance to avoid Harlow and walk out of the study. The people that were around Leo were already gone.

Harlow also left the study and immediately walked to Leo's bedside. He bent over and looked at the injury on Leo's arm. “Tsk, does it hurt?”

Leo shook his head.

“No?”

Harlow didn’t let this chance to humiliate Leo slide him by. As he said that, he extended his hand and grabbed Leo’s arm right where his wound was bandaged.

“See? your face is so pale! You're already sweating too. Isn’t this quite painful? Ever since you were little, you've always been putting up an act. Can you never say what's really inside your mind?”

Melanie personally saw how Harlow was holding Leo’s wound so tightly that blood began to seep through the bandage. Leo was in so much pain that he could only grit his teeth as he sweated, yet he didn’t even let out a moan.

“| already warned you when we were little that you can forget about getting anything that | want. Have you forgotten?” Harlow only let go of Leo’s hand after he had enough, then wiped the blood on his hand on Leo’s blanke, a look of disdain on his face.

“I didn't.”

Leo didn’t even dare to move.

“That’s for the best!” Harlow said haughtily. Then, he glared at Melanie intentionally and said to him, “Then, | want this woman!”

“Im simply admiring her. | have no other feelings for her,” Leo explained as he lowered his voice.

“Who are you trying to deceive?!”

Harlow yelled at him indignantly. “Don’t think | didn’t know what grandfather ordered you to do!”

Melanie tried to stay out of it, but she couldn't take it anymore and decided to help Leo.

“Master Harlow, you know your grandfather arranged everything. Master Leo’s objections won't make a difference. If you have the time to do that now, why don’t you speak with Master Joseph himself? Everything in the family requires Master Joseph’s agreement, correct?”

“You're just a toy that grandfather has taken an interest in. What right do you have to order me around?!” Harlow hated others by using Joseph to keep him under control. But no matter what he felt, he had to take it.

“I'm warning you, Melanie! If there’s something that | want and | can’t get it, I’d rather have it destroyed than let someone else take it!” He cursed angrily before leaving with his hands behind his back.

“Don’t worry about what Harlow said. In his eyes, the only relationship between men and women is one of seduction and manipulation. I’m not someone like that,” Leo explained. Melanie gave him a gentle smile and said, “When | saw him visiting you, | thought he cared about you, too.”

“It's just for show.”

Leo smiled in disdain. “When there are outsiders, we brothers have to pretend that we love each other. You know that well.”

Melanie understood it and nodded. “And you can endure him so well.”

Leo let out a bitter smile. “He’s a few years older than me, so everything's already been decided. I’m already used to it.”

“Your wounds are bleeding again. I’ll ask the doctor to get it re-bandaged,” Melanie said thoughtfully.

“lll ask for the doctor later. If the doctor comes as soon as he leaves, the others at home will cause trouble and he will be out for blood,” Leo said with his head hung low.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

It was because of Harlow again that no one dared to call a doctor when they got hurt...

When Melanie saw Leo not willing to talk about Harlow anymore, she then changed the subject and said, “It must have hurt just now, right? There’s sweat all over your face...”

“Ah, I’m sorry.” Leo immediately kicked his blanket away and got up. “I’m going to wash my face. Wait for me.” “Sure.”

Leo loved cleanliness almost to the point of having mysophobia. She knew that she if she mentioned that there was sweat on his face, he would go wash it.

When she saw Leo had closed the door into the washroom, Melanie quickly unzipped her purse and put some anti-inflammatory drugs and sterile cotton swabs into the purse.

But Leo had already opened the door to the washroom and walked back out...