Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 38

Chapter 38 Everyone Worries About Mr. Fox

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Meanwhile, in the neighboring bedroom, Samuel and Pamela’s eyes flew open. They had only pretended to have fallen asleep.

Samuel was sitting cross–legged with a tablet in hand. His little fingers tapped away on a screen filled with lines of unrecognizable code.

Pamela brought two glasses of milk over and placed one in front of him. “Samuel, you won’t cause any trouble for Daddy, right?”

“I’m helping him solve a major problem,” Samuel retorted. “R–Alan Group is made up of a bunch of idiots. Instead of restoring their server, they’re busy trying to locate me. Hmph! So what if they find me? Are they going to eat me up?”

Pamela was worried. “Samuel, should we tell Daddy about this?”

“You’re not allowed to tell him anything!”

“Oh, alright. I won’t say anything,” Pamela assured. She was an obedient girl.

The night went on…

-All was quiet inside the master bedroom. The night light gave off a warm glow.

Melinda was lying down beside Stanley after their bout of physical activity. They were a few inches apart.

Stanley had been keeping his guard up against her the whole time, but he couldn’t resist jumping into bed with her… He felt an inexplicable sense of displeasure when he saw her with Jaxon, and he had no idea why.

When Melinda woke up the next morning, she found Stanley in bed beside her and couldn’t help but recall the scar on his back.

Stanley could guess what was running through her head and asked, “Did you not notice it earlier?”

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“That’s because you never held me before.” Stanley got out of bed.

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Melinda watched as he calmly got dressed and walked out of the bedroom. As the door closed, she gathered her thoughts.

That’s because you’ve never held me before. Those words of his were still ringing in her ears. Am I the only one who knows about that injury?

There had been a tinge of loneliness in Stanley’s tone, and Melinda ended up being lost in her thoughts…

-Stanley was in the next room. He took out a box, opened it up, and skillfully prepared his concoction

before calmly injecting it into himself.

“Mr. Fox,” Gael greeted respectfully when he saw Stanley coming downstairs. “Aren’t you going to have breakfast first?”

“She hasn’t gotten out of bed yet.” Stanley headed for the door.

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Chapter 38 Everyone Worries About Mr. Fox

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Gael felt a little dispirited. He had tried to learn to cook the way Melinda did, but the food still didn’t suit Stanley’s palate. I wonder what I’m doing wrong. We can’t have Madam cooking every meal.

Gael was genuinely worried about Stanley’s health and hoped that the latter would one day be able to eat regular food like ordinary people.

Back inside the master bedroom, Melinda was still in her pajamas as she walked over to the window. She watched as the driver opened the door to the Lamborghini for Stanley. He got in and soon, the car drove off into the distance.

By the time Melinda got dressed and went downstairs, Samuel and Pamela were up as well.

“Mommy, can you make spaghetti for Daddy every day? That way, he can have breakfast with us too.” Samuel looked a little downcast.

“Alright,” Melinda agreed gently. “Hurry up and eat. It’ll soon be time for school.”

After breakfast, Melinda walked the children out to the car. The warm and bright sunlight shone on the front lawn.

Gael stood beside Melinda the whole time, and once the car drove off, he couldn’t resist making his request. “Madam, would it be possible for you to make a bowl of pasta for Mr. Fox every day?”

Mélinda glanced at him. It was the same thing the children asked of her.

“I’m really worried about him,” Gael explained. “He went years without eating anything, but he finally ate your food. Since things have changed for the better, I don’t want it to get worse again…” Please understand the heart of this old man who’s been like a father to him.

“Sure,” Melinda readily agreed to it the same way she agreed to her son’s request.

Gael was so grateful that he bowed deeply to her and thanked her profusely.

“You don’t need to be so courteous.” Melinda quickly tugged on his arm to get him to stand up again.

They turned around and headed back into the house. Just then, an unfamiliar car was allowed entry into the compound. It came to a stop in front of the villa.