Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 57 A Peculiar Morning

“Are the kids asleep?” Stanley was still beating himself up over how he spoke to Samuel.

“Yes,”

“How were they feeling?” Stanley came into the lounge.

“They were alright. Sherry played with them for a while. Gael followed closely, and he continued, “But Madam spent half an hour in the yard after she came home. She looked like she had something on her mind.”

Stanley wondered why. His subordinate had told him Melinda met up with Jessica and had some coffee. Does it have something to do with the meeting? “I see.” He came to the nursery and checked on the kids. They were sleeping, Ah, how adorable, he thought.

The master bedroom was dimly lit, and Melinda was thinking about the case of Mervin. She then had ant odd idea. Mervin can’t be Stanley’s other son, can he? The way they’re interacting with each other is kind of strange. Maybe, he made a mistake when he was younger. And they do resemble each other. Just then, the door was opened, and in came Stanley, breaking her train of thought.

The next morning, Melinda wore an apron and went into the kitchen to make something. She pulled her hair together and tied it up, looking quiet and gentle. She was sorry about Samuel hacking into Stanley’s Computer, so she was making breakfast as an apology.

A black Volvo slowly drove into the courtyard, and Gael quickly welcomed Taylor.

bowl of pasta, please,”

wondering when he

the man added, “My doctor’s here. He would like to have a taste of your

“And

trying to break the pasta. down and see why it can work with my

think he’s a good doctor. He can’t even deal with your

Just cook.” With that, Stanley left.

tomato and added another portion of pasta to

lounge, and Sherry approached him and Taylor with

“Thank you, Ms. Veronica.”

their seats. Taylor was in casual attire, looking gentle and fairer

permanent contract with this cook?” asked Taylor.

at him. “Well, we are married.

his tea. His

what Stanley was getting at. Not like he’s interested in women. He could’ve married anyone, but at least