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.

met up? It’s not like he can glean any information

she had a challenge in the afternoon–she had

waited for Stanley to

age, she still found it unbelievable. I can’t believe he’s 12 years older than me! Given my beauty and intelligence, I should’ve fallen in

received a

call with a smile

traffic or something?”

the couch in Stanley’s study, facing the window as

worried I’d expose your

me again, I’ll start treating you like I used to half a year ago. We’ll no longer be

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

have to stay away from you,”

might be looking into your background.” Jessica gave her a heads–up. “I didn’t tell him that you’re

that I’m Emma.” Melinda curled her lips. “He can do whatever he wants. It’s not like I’ve committed any crimes. Thanks

Jessica just wanted to know who the woman

nothing to level with you about. Remember–if you still want to be friends with me,

“Alright.”

the call ended, Melinda’s alluring gaze turned solemn. She knew Stanley would investigate her background. After all, he wouldn’t let someone he knew little about stay by his side, let alone sleep

seated in his custom–made chair as a sense of dejectedness flashed across his dark gaze.