Chapter 155


    Chapter 155 She Won’t Leave


    Melinda met her gaze bravely and dered, “I won’t leave. I’ll exin tomorrow. Take care of yourself.”


    With that, she turned around and left.


    “Stop right there!” Jennifer clenched her fists in anger, but Stephanie intervened, saying, “Madam,


    please calm down. If you harm her, Mr. Fox will hold you ountable. He’ll be back in a couple of


    days!” Jennifer regained herposure after hearing these words. As Melinda walked up the stairs,


    she could taste the metallic tang of blood in her mouth, and her left cheek throbbed with numbing pain.


    As soon as she entered the bedroom, she locked the door behind her and leaned against it before


    taking a deep breath. She caught her reflection in the bathroom mirror and noticed her swollen and


    crimson left check, with traces of blood still lingering at the corner of her mouth. It was the most


    embarrassing thing she had experienced.


    After filling the bathtub with water, steam soon filled the bathroom, which blurred her vision. As Melinda


    sank her weary body into the warm water, she leaned back and inhaled deeply with her eyes closed.


    Suddenly, she recalled her conversation with Stanley before he left.


    Then, you


    should go… You don’t have to report your work matters to me.


    This isn’t reporting; it’s something a husband must exin to his wife before he leaves. It’s about being


    ountable for everything,


    I want to ask you a question. Have you fallen in love with me?


    I’ll give you an answer when youe back.


    I hope that when Ie back in a few days, I will see a noticeable improvement in Mom’s skin.


    I will do my best!


    She had promised to provide him with an answer upon his return and to ennovelxo fast


    updatesure that there was an improvement in his mother’s skin condition. Perhaps these few words


    from Stanley had bestowed her with strength. Melinda gathered her thoughts and reminded herself that


    there was still research to be done. However, the pain in her cheek served as a reminder that Jennifer


    was an irrational woman.


    The kind-hearted Melinda couldn’t fathom how someone could harbor such darkness within and utter


    such venomous words. After bathing, she dressed and dried her hair. The disheveled locks served as a


    veil that concealed the swollen part of her face.


    For the sake of Stanley, she had to seize this opportunity to heal the wounds on his mother’s body. The


    longer it took, the more challenging the recovery would be. Meanwhile, Stephanie soothed


    Jennifer, who was downstairs, and advised her to refrain from anger as her well-being was crucial.


    When Stephanie passed by the medical room door, she noticed Melinda was engrossed in work.


    Hadn’t she rested yet? It was already around 11.00PM, and she was still there. At midnight, Stephanie


    woke up from her slumber and again approached the medical room door, only to find it empty.


    She then pondered for a moment and silently descended the stairs…


    Just as Melinda entered the bedroom, she applied some ointment to her check while feeling a tinge of


    sadness deep within. After all, she had been wronged. Thankfully, Stanley had taken the children away.


    The consequences would have been unimaginable if Jennifer had vented her anger on them. The


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    Suddenly, there was a light tapping on her door, Melinda dismissed it as an illusion and turned her gaze


    toward it. Since it waste at night, her surroundings were quiet. Soon, three more distinct, gentle taps


    followed. She rose from her seat to open the door, no longer needing to hide her identity as it had


    already been revealed.


    She cautiously cracked the door open, creating a small gap. Stephanie handed her a bowl of pasta and


    a fork as she whispered, “All the dishes have been kept away. Please make do with this.” Melinda’s


    nose tingled because, in this household, only Stephanie remembered that she hadn’t eaten dinner yet.


    She graciously epted the bowl and fork with both hands while feeling deeply touched. “Thank you.”


    Following that, Stephanie quickly departed, fearful of being discovered by Jennifer.


    After Melinda closed the door, she approached the coffee table near the window. She squatted down


    and gently ced the bowl on the table before savoring the cold pasta, one mouthful at a time. It tasted


    especially good and surpassed even the enjoyment of fine dining simply because she was famished.