Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 68 His Priority Isn’t What She Expected

Stanley didn’t reach for the agreements. As his words stuck in his throat, all he could do was watch her without blinking.

The woman before me is the Herbs Expert, Chloe Blackwood, who is also the person who developed hundreds of medications. The netizens call her an angel walking among us.

However, Chloe was modest despite her reputation. She never spoke with the press. People couldn’t find a picture of her online.

Melinda being Chloe Blackwood was the last thing that ever came to his mind.

“Don’t look at me like that.” Melinda fidgeted in her seat. “I was talking to you. Did you hear me? Sign the agreement and I’ll treat your mother.”

Stanley sat opposite her. Picking up the agreement, he perused the document.

Melinda watched him as a frown formed between his brows, but she wasn’t worried at all. After all, she didn’t have any loss no matter what his decision was.

Stanley relaxed when he found she didn’t ask for a divorce in the agreement.

It seems like she’s willing to go on for the sake of the children.

However, there was one point Stanley wouldn’t agree with her, which was both of them sleeping in separate rooms from now on.

His eyes darted to her face as his thin lips parted. “There’s one thing I can’t agree with you. I can’t do that.”

Only one? He’s being surprisingly tolerant.

was surprised, Melinda kept a calm expression as she raised her voice. “You don’t have the right to disagree. It’s

met his gaze

updatet.” She then stated, “If you don’t. feel like signing it, suit yourself. I’m not wasting my time on

is she trying to say? Stanley listened to

hard to convince her to allow me to treat her. Lucky for

you done yet?” Stanley’s gaze landed

it over. Which one is more

again before explaining in a low and gentle voice, “I’m not

aback. Then which one is

thing he doesn’t feel comfortable complying with

Isn’t

the fountain pen and crossing out the point at which she proposed the two of them sleep in separate

movements, and her eyes widened

aside. Tilting his head to look at her, Stanley calmly demanded, “Have you ever thought about what my mom would think if

a problem between you two,” she stuttered, her

to play matchmaker for Monica and me if she finds an opportunity. What’s the point of

scowl. “I don’t want to share a

come between us! This is only an agreement. I don’t

mad about this?” Teasing her with a casual

“Hey!”

bottom of the agreement. “We

speechless