Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 35

“Of course not,” he stubbornly denied as he straightened up and withdrew his gaze.

“Why did you come here then?” She glanced at his side profile. “Did you miss me?”

“Definitely not!”

She chuckled and stretched lazily. “Oops. I was too busy helping Mr. Leroy with his wound. The spaghetti must’ve gone cold by now.” She headed for the kitchen. “Women need to take good care of their health and eat their meals regularly no matter how busy they are. I can’t torture my stomach! I’m going to go eat. You can go about your own business!”

Stanley turned around and followed her to the kitchen where he saw her slurping spaghetti by the mouthfuls from the bowl she was holding with no grace to speak of.

He couldn’t resist swallowing.

Ever since Stanley tasted her food, he began to feel repulsed by his intravenous nutrient jabs. He got off work early just so he could have a bit of the dinner she prepared.

Melinda walked over to him with the bowl still in hand and asked, “So, tell me why you came looking for me.”

She didn’t expect Stanley to grab the bowl and fork from her hands and start eating right away!

Spaghetti noodles hung from her mouth as she stared at him in shock.

Doesn’t he have a serious case of mysophobia? Why isn’t he disgusted by my saliva?

Right now, Stanley looked nothing like the almighty president of the company that he usually was.

However, he had only eaten two mouthfuls of the spaghetti when he frowned and threw up in the nearby trash

can!

“Hey!” Melinda was startled. “Are you okay?”

She grabbed the bowl from him and set it down before getting a few pieces of tissue and pouring a glass of

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Stanley was agonized by his churning stomach. He vomited all the spaghetti he had eaten… It was as if the food was poisonous.

Melinda held out the glass of water. She could imagine just how painful it had to be for him. “Here. Rinse your mouth first.” Why does he seem so weak and helpless right now?

After rinsing out his mouth with the water, Stanley took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

Melinda eyed him. “What’s wrong? Why did you react so badly to the food?”

“You’re not the one who cooked the spaghetti?” Stanley asked curtly. His eyes were cold and piercing.

“Jaxon made it, of course,” she chuckled. “Why would I have the time to cook anything? I was busy helping Mr. Leroy with his wound!”

Stanley wanted to roll his eyes!

It was only then that Melinda recalled what Gael had told her before. Stanley couldn’t eat food prepared by anyone else except for her…

Stanley kept eyeing her with a cold stare until her laughter faded.

“Hang on,” Melinda instructed before walking back into the kitchen. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Stanley followed her in and saw her bustling around putting a pot of water on the stove, slicing up some tomatoes, boiling some spaghetti noodles….

He could see the way her thick, luscious hair cascaded down to her waist. The way the ends curled ever so slightly made her seem even more youthful.

She’s making spaghetti for me. Stanley’s heart warmed and he was moved.

Soon, Melinda brought out two plates of spaghetti and passed Stanley a set of cutleries.

“Sit down and have some. It’s a little…. old and worn here, but it’s clean.” Melinda’s voice was soothing to the ears. “Even when I’m not around, Jaxon would clean the place every day.”

Stanley took the cutlery and sat down opposite her. He looked around the place that was filled with traces of the children… It’s been six years. Six whole years.

The food smelled good and was exactly to his taste. He ate with relish.

“Aren’t you afraid I’d poison the food?” Melinda teased.

Stanley glanced at her, but he didn’t bother to respond.

“You’re the one who came looking for me, so what’s the point of trying to be so aloof now, huh?” Melinda wasn’t hankering for a response anyway. She withdrew her gaze and ate her spaghetti.

Later on, Stanley walked around the wooden house and familiarized himself with the children’s previous living environment.

Melinda spent the time sorting through the herbs she was drying today and organizing them by category.

Jaxon trudged up to the house after taking Oscar back to his home, but his footsteps came to an abrupt halt. He was displeased by the sight of the Lamborghini in front of the house.

Even the two bodyguards standing by the car irked him.

When Jaxon walked into the house, he saw Stanley’s towering figure and sensed Stanley’s imposing

presence.

Jaxon didn’t bother greeting Stanley. He was a little fearful of Stanley but also rejected his presence. He’s the one who took Samuel and Pamela away, and now he’s stealing Ms. Melinda too.

“Are you coming back tonight?” Stanley turned to Melinda and asked.