Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 240 The Possibility of a Vegetative State

Without waiting for Jarrett to persuade her, Shirlene turned away and entered the nearby RV.

“What’s happening between those two?” someone asked, seeming to have noticed something unusual.

At that moment, a bold young production assistant said candidly, “Come on, it’s pretty obvious. They spend so much time together every day. It’s bound to ignite something between them.”

“Has Miss Grayson finally found someone who captures her interest?”

“Seems like it.”

“I’ve noticed that Mervin doesn’t seem to regard her as a romantic interest. They also don’t appear to have any private communication.”

“Who knows? Perhaps, they keep it low-profile. We can’t say for certain what goes on behind the scenes.”

Several minutes later, a black Volvo pulled into the courtyard of the seaside villa. The driver’s door swung open, and Mervin emerged from the car. At first glance, he saw the figure perched on the terrace couch, hugging her knees close to her chest. Is she still staring at the clouds after all day!

At that moment, Bethany happened to come out of the living room. “Mr. Laurent, dinner is ready.”

“I’ll get her.” He stopped in her tracks and walked toward Melinda.

and noticed her serene presence akin to a piece of translucent jade. The subtle, ethereal scent that surrounded her appealed to his

“Let’s go inside and have dinner,” he said calmly. “Bethany mentioned that you haven’t had lunch. It’s not good for your health to neglect

Melinda’s gaze remained fixed on the clouds as she said nonchalantly, “You can go ahead

torment, his gaze darkened. “Even if you’re not, you should accompany me. After all, I saved him.

tensed involuntarily,

anything unreasonable. Let’s just

Melinda slipped on her shoes and stood before him. With just a foot of distance between them, their gazes met. Without uttering a

thoughts. Has she been thinking

entered the dining room, he found Melinda seated in a

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had prepared utensils for

standards of confinement meals. The spread included hot cocoa,

sat across from Melinda, and they had

glow while the mesmerizing fragrance of lilies lingered in the air. However, eye contact was absent, with a complete lack of verbal communication between

oxygen mask, his breathing remained

over him. Filled with worry, she feared that he would not wake up and

contradictions as she felt happiness was out of reach, destined

eyes perpetually red and swollen. Ever since she received the