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.

pleasant fragrance of lilies, he approached her and noticed her serene presence akin to a piece of translucent jade. The subtle, ethereal scent that surrounded her appealed to

go inside and have dinner,” he said calmly. “Bethany mentioned that you haven’t

clouds as she

if you’re not, you should accompany me. After all, I

tensed involuntarily, and she felt inexplicably

asking for anything unreasonable. Let’s

With just a foot of distance between them, their gazes met. Without uttering a word, she walked past him

Has she been thinking about Stanley all

entered the dining room, he found Melinda seated in a

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lining

prepared utensils for

confinement meals. The spread included hot cocoa, stir-fried

sat across from Melinda,

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

he had removed the oxygen mask, his breathing remained feeble. The medical team confirmed that he was no longer

appetite and could only eat a small amount of congee. She sat by his bedside, watching over him. Filled with worry, she feared that he would not wake up and was concerned that he would go in search

contradictions as she felt happiness was out of reach,

plummeted, her eyes perpetually red and swollen. Ever since she received the