Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 193 Monica’s Sweet Dreams

“Got it, my brave little warriort Stanley smiled warmly. Both you and Painela must be well-behaved and attentive at home.”

After a delightful chat, the children happily concluded the video call

“Does Daddy still owe Mommy a wedding?” He inquired. “Pamela, have you ever imagined how stunning Mommy would look in a wedding dress?”

“She would be more magical than a fairy!” She exclaimed “When I grow up, I want to marry Daddy too!”

His wide, round eyes blinked with innocence as he pondered aloud. “Why can’t you marry me? Daddy will be old by the time you grow up! He even said I’ll inherit the company someday. I can be just as remarkable as him-tall and handsome!

Pamela could not help but chuckle, her eyebrows arching playfully. “Hahaha! Marry you?”

“What’s the matter? Why not?”

The two adorable little ones argued and then play fully wrestled with each other.

faint light emerged on the horizon. Monica’s car glided away from Repulse Bay, embarking on

showering the car with delicate white blossoms. Sunbeams pierced

satisfied smile. Last night’s conversation with Jennifer echoed in her

she recovers, what does it matter? Miss Four gill

of a triumphant conqueror, cagerly anticipating Stanley’s return to whisk her

she arrived at the company and marched into her office, the unconcealable smile still hung on her lips. Lydia’s face lit up with joy as she observed her exuberant mood. “Miss Keller,

smile widened as she shared the news, unable to contain her excitement. “It’s something even more delightful than securing a major

not privy to the details, the situatio seemed promising.

around, settling into her office chair and instantly switching to work mode.

replied, her demeanor growing more

the warm glow of the setting sun. Jennifer sat alone on the outdoor couch, positioned in the center of

Monica’s Sweet Dreams.

tea. her gaze fixed on the azure sky adorned with fluffy white clouds. From deep within, a distant voice resonated in her heart. Stan, I hope you’ll truly understand me one day. Everything

its vibrant nightlife. As night descended,

capturing their love-soaked moments through photographs. Later,

feel minute and inconsequential in the grand scheme

wind grew fierce that night, playfully tousling her hair and billowing her skirt, momentarily wiping the smile off