However, I never expected Asher to find me so quickly...
The moment he saw me, Asher's previously lifeless eyes suddenly burst with intense light.
I sat in my wheelchair, retreating as he advanced, until I could back up no more, cornered by him:
"Melody, I've finally found you."
As Asher drew closer step by step, my heart grew increasingly nauseous. In the end, I couldn't help but throw up on him.
Asher was startled by my reaction. To my surprise, he ignored the vomit on the floor and crouched down to look at me with a face full of concern:
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Should I take you to the hospital?"
I disgustedly shook off his hand that had landed on my shoulder, then forcefully pushed him to the ground:
"Don't touch me, you make me sick!"
Asher clearly hadn't expected this reaction from me. His voice was a bit flustered, choked with emotion:
"Do you hate me that much?"
"I know I was wrong."
"If you don't like Scarlett, I won't see her anymore."