Chapter 57


    Chapter 57 A Peculiar Morning


    “Are the kids asleep?” Stanley was still beating himself up over how he spoke to Samuel.


    “Yes,”


    “How were they feeling?” Stanley came into the lounge.


    “They were alright. Sherry yed with them for a while. Gael followed closely, and he continued, “But


    Madam spent half an hour in the yard after she came home. She looked like she had something on her


    mind.”


    Stanley wondered why. His subordinate had told him Melinda met up with Jessica and had some


    coffee. Does it have something to do with the meeting? “I see.” He came to the nursery and checked


    on the kids. They were sleeping, Ah, how adorable, he thought.


    The master bedroom was dimly lit, and Melinda was thinking about the case of Mervin. She then had


    ant odd idea. Mervin can’t be Stanley’s other son, can he? The way they’re interacting with each other


    is kind of strange. Maybe, he made a mistake when he was younger. And they do resemble each other.


    Just then, the door was opened, and in came Stanley, breaking her train of thought.


    The next morning, Melinda wore an apron and went into the kitchen to make something. She pulled her


    hair together and tied it up, looking quiet and gentle. She was sorry about Samuel hacking into


    Stanley’s Computer, so she was making breakfast as an apology.


    A ck Volvo slowly drove into the courtyard, and Gael quickly weed Taylor.


    “Make an extra bowl of pasta, please,” requested Stanley.


    Melinda turned around, wondering when he showed up.


    Their eyes met, and the man added, “My doctor’s here. He would like to have a taste of your cooking.”


    “I’m not your nanny.” Melinda couldn’t help but retort, “And you expect me to serve you and your


    doctor?


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    trying to break the pasta. down and see why it can work with my pte.”


    She harrumphed. “If that’s the case, I don’t think he’s a good doctor. He can’t even deal with your


    gastric condition. You should hire another doctor.”


    “Not for you to worry. Just cook.” With that, Stanley left. He knew she would make an extra bowl.


    Melinda cut up another tomato and added another portion of pasta to the boiling water.


    Stanley came to the lounge, and Sherry approached him and Taylor with tea. “Have some tea, Dr.


    Cohen.”


    “Thank you, Ms. Veronica.”


    The men took their seats. Taylor was in casual attire, looking gentle and fairer than most women.


    “Have you signed a permanent contract with this cook?” asked Taylor. “If they’re around, your condition.


    should get better eventually.”


    Stanley looked at him. “Well, we are married. Does that count?”


    Stanley took a sip of his tea. His silence was his answer.


    Taylor froze for a few moments, but then he thought he understood what Stanley was getting at. Not


    like he’s interested in women. He could’ve married anyone, but at least marrying the kids’ mother gives


    them aplete family.


    “Breakfast is ready. Mr. Fox and Dr. Cohen, you maye in now.”


    Stanley got up. “Let’s go. You’ll see how her cooking differs.”


    “My pleasure.”


    Taylor got up and followed Stanley to the dining room. When Melinda came out with two bowls of pasta


    in her hands, she saw Taylor standing before the table. Their eyes met, and they froze. Melinda


    stopped in her tracks, but she quickly snapped out of it and served the food.


    Puzzled, Stanley looked at her and Taylor. Do they know each other? The kids came in a whileter,


    and when they saw Taylor, they were surprised. At the same time, they pped their hands and leaped


    in joy.


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    “Mr. Cohen! What brings you here?”


    “Whoa, Mr. Cohen! It’s you!”


    “I’ve missed you, Mr. Cohen!”


    Melinda sat down calmly and dug into her pasta. She said nothing to anyone, but she was confused.


    What’s going on here?