Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 34

Stanley placed the mug with leftover coffee on the coffee table and left his office. He ran into Max in the elevator and informed him, “I’m off work. If anything happens, take care of it for me.”

Max watched as the man walked into the elevator. The doors closed, and the floor number on the panel decreased

What happened to our CEO? He’s been acting weird ever since he’s back from kindergarten.

On Stanley’s way back home, he lost focus in the backseat of the car. He looked at the scenery flying by the window, and no one knew what he was thinking. He finally collected himself when the Lamborghini parked at the driveway of his Emerald Harbor residence. He got out of the car and entered the living room but could not find Melinda anywhere. Still, he looked calm and composed.

In the meantime, Samuel and Pamela were home, and they were telling stories to Sherry in the living room.

“Daddy!” The children were excited to see him back. “Are you not working late today?” Their faces were full of smiles.

“Not today.” He scanned his surroundings and rested his eyes on Gael. “Where’s Melinda?”

“Madam went to Sunnyvale.”

He was a little upset by the answer. That would mean no home–cooked dinner by Melinda that night, and yet he came home early because he missed her dishes. He went to the study upstairs but failed to focus on work as his stomach growled, demanding simple but hearty meals.

blooming sunflowers. The scenery at dusk was especially

into the chair, and beneath it was a basin full of blood–stained cotton buds. Jaxon handed her the tools

she asked softly while stitching Oscar’s wounds. “Mr. Leroy, just put up with it for a little bit.

more.”

head at her and forced a smile. “I don’t feel pain at all after you put on the medicine. Before you arrived, I was almost dying from pain. Thank

dump glass bottles and

married into a wealthy

“Oh, why are you worried about me now?” She went back to stitching. “Don’t believe in the gossip. That’s not

“Did he

“No.”

Pamela? Are you comfortable living with him? Does he have aggressive tendencies?” He bombarded her with questions. “I heard he’s a ruthless businessman who doesn’t look at women. That itself

the sweat on Melinda’s

the stitched wound with bandages. “That’s

of

entrance. She could sense his irritation from the frigid look

had discussed him, but