Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 21

“But there isn’t a date for divorce, is there?” Gael questioned “In my heart, you’re Mrs. Fox. You’re the right woman he’s been looking for

Met with the older man’s gaze, Melinda couldn’t help putting on a smile. Thanks for telling me everything. I’ll let nature take its course when it comes to love. Now, I just hope that the kids will always stay healthy and happy”

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll resume work.”

After she nodded, Gael turned around and left.

Soon, her phone started ringing. She picked it up and realized it was Jessica calling.

After the call connected, she asked, “What’s the matter?”

“Td like to treat you to a cup of coffee, Melinda. Do you have time to talk?” Jessica sounded joyful. For some reason, she had been rather cheerful as of late.

“Sorry, I don’t have time.”

“Come on!” Jessica then spoke in a serious tone. “I met up with your husband earlier. Do you want to know why? It’s about you. If you want to find out more, come to the cafe now. I’ll send you the address on WhatsApp. See you later!”

Melinda was startled for a moment. After giving it some thought, she was no longer curious.

like he can

in the afternoon–she had to visit her mother-

waited for Stanley

found it unbelievable. I can’t believe he’s 12 years older than me! Given my beauty and intelligence, I should’ve fallen in love with a younger guy. How did I end up marrying a middle- aged

an hour later, she received a call from

connected the call with a smile and said, “Hello?”

or something?”

down on the couch in Stanley’s study, facing the

you worried I’d expose

I’ll start treating you like I used to

don’t want to get too close to those from the business

to stay away

background.” Jessica gave her a heads–up. “I didn’t tell him that

admitted that I’m Emma.” Melinda curled her lips. “He can do whatever he wants. It’s

wanted to

with you about. Remember–if you still want to be friends with me, stop trying to

“Alright.”

background. After all, he wouldn’t let someone he knew little about

was seated in his custom–made chair as a sense of dejectedness