Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 51 Another Day, Another Problem

Mervin said nothing. He refused to look at Stanley as he despised this man.

Just as Melinda wondered who the lad was, Stanley suddenly shoved the cotton candy into her hands. His action took her by surprise, and she scrambled to take it. When she finally snapped out of her stupor, Stanley was already leaving. “Hey!” She went after him, tossing the cotton candy into the bin before leaving the lobby. “Wait for me!” You can’t just leave me here by myself.

Monica was stunned as she watched Melinda discard the cotton candy. She threw away something he gave her?! I can’t believe this! She was brimming with jealousy. How could she treat something he gave her so… so disrespectfully?! To think she would be so unappreciative of something that I would treasure yet couldn’t have. Unforgivable!

Mervin noticed the look on Monica’s face. He looked at the leaving couple before turning to look at Monica again. “Who’s that?”

Monica didn’t answer his question.

He harrumphed. “And everyone says he’s pure and innocent. Men are all pigs, I say.”

In the Lamborghini. Zack noticed his employer looking upset through the rearview mirror. Carefully, he asked. “Sir, should we return to the amusement park or home?”

Stanley looked at Melinda.

Melinda looked at him and shook her head.

his gaze, remaining silent. Zack glanced at him before

who’s that Mervin guy? What’s he got to do with Stanley? He doesn’t like Stanley, but Stanley cares about him, even though he doesn’t show it. His reaction told me everything. Melinda looked at Stanley again, and his

his lips, ignoring her

though she was his wife, Melinda thought she didn’t know him

a while later, and Zack

“Out,” said Stanley coldly.

He had an icy look on his face and obviously wasn’t going to

looked at her coldly. “I will not repeat

you coming, too?” she asked, but the look on his face told her the answer she needed. Melinda shrugged and got out of the

before

smiles froze when

them.

head in his hands, sighing. He stared at his father’s car

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back early, and Daddy didn’t