Stop, Your Grace!

Hiss…

A burst of electricity passed through Melody’s body. Melody woke up and slowly opened her eyes. She saw another strange room.

Where is this place again?

The room was full of test tubes, alcohol lamps, evaporating dishes, iron racks, beakers, and measuring cylinders…

Is she in a lab?

Why is she here?

Melody found something was wrong, and wanted to get up.

“Ah…”

Inadvertently pulled the countless tubes ed in her body, Melody felt a sharp pain, causing her to scream repeatedly.

“Don’t move! I’m doing a test.” A man’s voice came.

Hearing the sound, Melody saw a tall figure appearing in front of her. The man was wearing a clean and tidy white coat, with hands casually ed in pockets. He walked towards her, smiling warmly.

Melody could not help but look at him. This type of men was just Melody’s cup of tea.

Thinking of this, Melody blushed. She was too shy to look at the man.

“Miss, why is your face so red?” Donald stared curiously at her.

Melody was surprised and her heart beat faster. “No, no… It’s hot here.”

“You are so adorable.” Donald touched her head softly and smiled.

Melody only felt his kidney hormone limit soaring and his nervous heartbeat off the charts. Melody was sweating. She was so nervous that she could hear her own heartbeat.

Suddenly, a cold voice interrupted her beautiful illusion. “Is it necessary to touch her head?”

Needless to guess, it must be Kevin.

Melody’s originally excited heart cooled down instantly after seeing him.

This terrible man made her hate him to the extreme, inexplicably provoking her most sensitive nerve, making her full of hatred for him.

“Mr. Yule.” Donald withdrew his hand, pretended to move away as if nothing had happened, and looked at Kevin with a smile on his face.

“If you ever smile at her again, I would sew up your mouth!” Kevin threatened viciously.

Donald was stunned and quickly shut his mouth. “I won’t.”

Melody looked resentful after her solitary relationship with such a handsome man was ruined. “Hey, when will you let me go? Why did you put me here and tie me up with a bunch of tubes?”

“Ask him.” Kevin did not bother to answer.

Donald explained respectfully: “Miss Lowe, this is a tester. We need to examine your body. In addition, we have to take some blood from you later.”

“My blood? Why? Why do you want to check my body? Why do you shut me up to do these strange things?”

Melody’s series of doubts made Kevin frown with displeasure and glanced at her wearily. “I don’t need to explain what I do.”

Kevin ended all Melody’s hopes with one sentence. Yes, she was not qualified to question Kevin.

But!

Even if the king had to consider the feelings of others, why could he go his own way?

“Mr. Yule! You illegally imprisoned me and did those things to me against my wills. I have the right to sue you!” Melody threatened him.

Kevin completely ignored her. He looked up at Donald and asked impatiently, “How long does it take?”

“A little longer, sir. It won’t be long.”

“Hey! Don’t you think I would compromise if you don’t talk, even if you are Kevin Yule! There is law here! I’ll call the police! I want to sue you!” Melody struggled and shouted.

Kevin took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards the experimental table. Then he picked up a rag and stuffed it into Melody’s mouth without hesitation.

“Uh－huh…” Melody looked at him, dumbfounded.

“If you talk nonsense again, I will have your tongue cut off!” Kevin yelled.

Melody was shocked and stopped making any movements except that her eyes were still staring at him angrily.

Donald sighed. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, “Miss Lowe, let’s calm down here. You are talking to Kevin Yule, the Duke of England. It’s useless to call the police. Who dares to deal with him?”

His words instantly calmed Melody down and shocked her.

She forgot that he was the Duke, and all officials in the country, no matter how powerful they were, had to be courteous.

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How could such a powerful person be afraid of a nobody like her?