Transmigrated as The Best Female Character of the Year

His hand was still on her lips. Such an intimate touch felt like it had opened a door to a whole new world for her; she had never experienced anything like it.

Her heart hammered against her ribs, threatening to burst! Melody held her breath, afraid to even breathe.

Evan Fairchild watched her, his gaze dark and deep, as he slowly let go...

Melody thought he was letting her go. She immediately shifted, trying to escape.

Evan Fairchild instantly raised his arm, blocking her path.

She was like prey caught in a trap, completely unable to escape the hunter’s grasp.

"P-President Fairchild, what are you doing here?" she stammered.

"This is my house. Shouldn’t I be here?"

"No... that’s not what I meant. I heard you don’t live here."

"From now on, I’m living here."

Melody tilted her face up to look at him, but the moment their eyes met, his fiery gaze made her immediately lower her head, unable to hold his stare.

Evan Fairchild slowly leaned in, his breath tickling her ear. Melody tensed, the fine hairs on her arms standing on end. She quickly placed her hands on his chest to keep him from getting any closer.

But she couldn’t budge him. "President Fairchild, you..."

"Will you pay the principal first, or the interest?"

"Huh?" Melody didn’t understand at first. A few seconds later, she remembered what he meant by "principal" and "interest."

Suddenly, she felt herself being lifted into the air. Evan Fairchild had swept her up into his arms!

"President Fairchild!" Melody cried out.

"Let go of my mommy!" a young but forceful voice shouted.

Ian Monroe rushed in, swinging his little fist and pounding it against Evan Fairchild’s shoulder.

Melody froze!

’Ian?!’

Evan Fairchild hadn’t stood up yet, and she was pinned beneath him.

"Why are you bullying my mommy!" Ian tugged and pulled, but he couldn’t move the man at all.

Evan Fairchild fought to suppress his fury, taking a deep breath.

’Look at this little brat’s nerve. If he were actually big enough to fight, I’d have to teach him a proper lesson today!’

Evan Fairchild slowly stood up. Melody hastily straightened her disheveled clothes. She glanced from Evan to Ian.

’The tension between them has suddenly skyrocketed!’

Evan Fairchild sat on the edge of the bed, facing off against Ian Monroe. Neither said a word, but their gazes were terrifyingly cold.

"Why didn’t you knock? Who told you it was okay to just walk into other people’s rooms!"

"This is my mommy’s room! What are *you* doing in my mommy’s room?"

"This is between your mother and me! Now, get out!"

"No! *You* get out!"

Evan Fairchild had the sudden urge to throw the little brat out of the room. ’Wasn’t he just playing in the garden a minute ago? How did he get up here in the blink of an eye?!’

’What perfect timing!’

"Ian," Melody called out. ’If I don’t step in now,’ she worried, ’this father and son duo will actually start fighting!’

"Mommy!" Ian Monroe answered at once. He scurried past Evan Fairchild to the other side of the bed and clambered onto it.