Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 160 Is She So Terrifying?

She grabbed Stephanie’s hand and stuffed the bottle of medication into it. “Apply this onto Miss Fox’s face. Just a thin layer will do. Thanks!” Then, she scrambled off toward the kitchen.

Stephanie was a little caught off-guard.

Jennifer watched as the silhouette disappeared behind the door and the living room fell silent.

Stephanie crouched down beside Jennifer. “I-I’ll apply it now, Miss Fox.”

She took Jennifer’s silence as tacit permission.

“Even if you’re mad at her, Miss Fox, you shouldn’t torture yourself.” Stephanie uncapped the bottle.

Meanwhile, Melinda bustled around the kitchen whipping up a meal. After being a single mother for six years, cooking was now second nature to her!

Jennifer had to be worn out by now. She didn’t even have the congee, so I’m sure she’s hungry.

Thus, Melinda was not at all worried about Jennifer skipping lunch. She simply focused on getting the food ready.

Back inside the lavish living room, Stephanie applied the medicine to Jennifer’s face before carefully putting the mask back on. “How do you feel. Miss Fox?” Stephanie checked. “Do you notice a cooling

sensation?”

Jennifer replied rather

She didn’t even have dinner,” Stephanie shared out of sympathy for Melinda. “She didn’t even get to eat breakfast because of what you demanded of

darkened. “You’re too young. You don’t have a good eye

lab for so long? She’s definitely even more of

much hidden all this time. She must’ve had an ulterior motive for approaching Stanley with her two children. I suspect that she plotted everything right from the start seven years

too shocked to speak. Could Mrs. For be such a

appeared in the living room with an apron wrapped around her. “Lunch is ready, Miss Fox. Please

checked the clock on the wall. She was stunned to find that Melinda

accompanied Jennifer to

stern, distant, and grim

She remained as cool as a cucumber. Why would minor hindrances

to how much she suffered while raising the

Jennifer was well and truly hungry. The older woman

studied the former’s expression to

fancy ingredients, but they were the best of Melinda’s cooking and a

stir-fry, baked

person would need to be a pretty experienced cook to prepare all of this food in such a short amount

the sight of the laden

wasn’t planning on destroying any tableware this time, Melinda went into the kitchen and brought out two bowls of rice.