When Love Comes Knocking novel Chapter 13

Melina instantly gave Andrew a look reserved for perverts.

Andrew coldly retorted, "Relax, I'm not interested in a little brat like you."

Melina, her face tense, asked, "We're just lying down and sleeping together? Is that all we'll do?"

"Yes."

"Can I put a pillow between us in the middle of the bed?"

"Fine."

"And if I don't have to pay for the orchids, can I grow some vegetables in the garden?"

Andrew's face darkened with impatience. "Whatever."

Seeing Andrew about to lose his temper, Melina quickly agreed, knowing when to quit while she was ahead.

She tried to rationalize it to herself. They were married after all, so sleeping together was normal.

And those orchids were worth over 100 thousand dollars. That amount could have kept the school in the mountains running for a long time.

Having convinced herself, Melina swiftly climbed into Andrew's bed.

The blanket was soft, with a woody scent similar to Andrew's.

She couldn't understand why Andrew, who clearly disliked her, wanted to lie next to her.

Melina stole a glance at Andrew, noticing his handsome profile. The small mole near his eye gave his cold gaze a bewitching quality. His eyes held a mysterious depth as if he could see straight into her soul.

She quickly averted her eyes, her face warming. Maybe her fever hadn't fully subsided.

Perhaps due to the cold medicine, the tension earlier soon faded. Soon, Melina felt drowsy and drifted off to sleep.

Andrew's eyes were full of mockery. A hundred thousand was all it took for this kid to climb into his bed—indeed greedy for money.

But midway through his scorn, he realized she was already asleep.

Andrew was speechless.

How could she fall asleep just like that?

Was she really so unguarded around him?

Andrew needed complete solitude when he rested, and no one dared to sleep when he was around.

A childhood playmate once described sleeping next to Andrew as lying beside a snake, which was poised to strike. It was impossible to relax next to him.

Andrew watched her for a while, listening to the steady breathing beside him.

Gradually, his tense emotions began to ease. He closed his eyes.

Meanwhile, Wallace, still uneasy after the phone call, couldn't shake his concerns.

His grandson, after all, hardly seemed like a good person. What if his sweet granddaughter-in-law had been deceived by that boy?

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became.

He decided to check on them discreetly.

Wallace sneaked into Oakread, finding the villa eerily quiet. He crept upstairs and gently pushed open Andrew's bedroom door, peeking inside. There, he saw two figures sharing the same bed.

He drew in a sharp breath.

Things had progressed this quickly.

Wallace knew his grandson well.

Beneath Andrew's carefree exterior lay a heart that had been hardened by years of harsh experiences.

He had believed Andrew would never trust anyone, much less get married or have children.

That was why he had resorted to such extreme measures, threatening Andrew into agreeing to marriage.

He truly believed that someone as pure and kind as Melina might be able to reach Andrew.

Wallace had expected it would take time for them to even get close, but this was unexpected progress.

Wallace's beard quivered with delight as he grinned.

Hastily, he withdrew his head from the door.

He closed the door quietly and scurried away like a thief in the night.

The moment Wallace shut the door, Andrew's eyes snapped open.

He stared in silence at the girl who had somehow rolled over to his side.

For the past two hours, he had slept peacefully.

Even when Melina with her restless sleeping habits had snuggled close, he hadn't stirred.

It had been years since he'd slept so soundly.

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