Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 35

“Of course not,” he stubbornly denied as he straightened up and withdrew his gaze.

“Why did you come here then?” She glanced at his side profile. “Did you miss me?”

“Definitely not!”

She chuckled and stretched lazily. “Oops. I was too busy helping Mr. Leroy with his wound. The spaghetti must’ve gone cold by now.” She headed for the kitchen. “Women need to take good care of their health and eat their meals regularly no matter how busy they are. I can’t torture my stomach! I’m going to go eat. You can go about your own business!”

Stanley turned around and followed her to the kitchen where he saw her slurping spaghetti by the mouthfuls from the bowl she was holding with no grace to speak of.

He couldn’t resist swallowing.

Ever since Stanley tasted her food, he began to feel repulsed by his intravenous nutrient jabs. He got off work early just so he could have a bit of the dinner she prepared.

Melinda walked over to him with the bowl still in hand and asked, “So, tell me why you came looking for me.”

She didn’t expect Stanley to grab the bowl and fork from her hands and start eating right away!

Spaghetti noodles hung from her mouth as she stared at him in shock.

Doesn’t he have a serious case of mysophobia? Why isn’t he disgusted by my saliva?

Right now, Stanley looked nothing like the almighty president of the company that he usually was.

he had only eaten two mouthfuls of the spaghetti when he frowned and threw up in the nearby trash

can!

startled. “Are you okay?”

and set it down before getting a few pieces of tissue and pouring a

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his churning stomach. He vomited all the spaghetti he had eaten… It was as if the

the glass of water. She could imagine just how painful it had to be for him.

with the water, Stanley took a deep breath

you react so badly to

who cooked the spaghetti?” Stanley asked curtly. His eyes were

she chuckled. “Why would I have the time to cook anything? I was busy

wanted to roll his eyes!

what Gael had told her before. Stanley couldn’t eat food prepared by anyone else except

kept eyeing her with a cold stare until her laughter faded.

Melinda instructed before walking back into

Chapter 35

followed her in and saw her bustling around putting a pot of

down to her waist. The

heart warmed and he was moved.

spaghetti and passed

a little…. old and worn here, but it’s clean.” Melinda’s voice was soothing to the ears.