Early the next morning, the news of Wendy's injury spread.

That morning, Melody called to express her concerns.

"Wendy, I heard you were injured?"

Wendy sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her injured ankle, her face was cold, but her voice was very sweet.

"It's just an accidental fall. Don't worry, Auntie."

Hearing this, Melody frowned. "How did you fall? Didn't you go to see Byron yesterday? Does he know about your injury?"

Wendy's tone was a bit awkward. "Auntie, just leave it be..."

"He knows!" Melody immediately guessed.

‘Whenever I asked about the matter between the two of them, every time Byron would just tell me to leave it alone, and now even Wendy started to say the same!’

Thinking of this, Melody felt furious. "Tell me, dear, how did your injury happen?"

Wendy's eyes flashed with satisfaction when she heard that the older woman had guessed the matter pretty well.

She kept silent for a few seconds, on the pretense of embarrassment, and then said slowly, "When I