Flynn stole glances at Melanie quietly when he entered the car. This woman risked her life because she wanted to save her mother.
She was a very sweet woman, so sweet.
''Hey, drive to Mrs. Tatum's house,'' Flynn said to the driver.
''Hey!'' Melanie widened her eyes and faced Flynn.
''What?'' Flynn mouthed.
''Why are we going to my mother's place?'' Melanie queried.
''Don't you miss your mum? I bet she misses you already?'' Flynn asked, looking outside the window.
''Of course, I've missed her. You're just being suspicious. I hope my mum is fine,'' Melanie sulked.
Flynn looked at her and patted her hair, "Your mum is fine,'' He smiled.
A few minutes later, the car pulled in front of a white house, and Flynn held Melanie's hand.
''Be good okay?''
''Huh? What?'' Melanie furrowed her brow.
''Our wedding is on Saturday so stay with your mum till Friday. Devon will come and pick you on Friday evening,'' Flynn smiled.
