"Ian, what are you doing here? Are you... alone?" Melody Monroe asked, peeking behind him.
Ian Monroe nodded. "Mom, it's just me. Mr. Fairchild wanted to come too, but I didn't want to come with him."
Melody Monroe breathed a sigh of relief that Evan Fairchild hadn't come.
She still didn't know how to face him right now.
"Mom, do you hate Mr. Fairchild? If you do, I'll stop going over to his place!"
"No, that's not it. I don't hate him. On the contrary, he's taken such good care of you, I'm actually very grateful to him," Melody Monroe hurriedly explained, afraid Ian might misunderstand.
Her not wanting to marry Evan Fairchild was one thing, but she would never want to ruin their father-son relationship.
Evan Fairchild had always been a very devoted father. Many fathers couldn't do what he did.
"So, will you marry him?" Ian asked again.
This question was difficult for Melody Monroe to answer.
Ian looked at his mom and seemed to understand something.
