Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 63

Chapter 63 Gael is Miserable

Melinda found the man revolting. She hated how domineering he was! He’s the one who dumped me here, and he’s the one who came back to pick me up. Has he… fallen for me? No, no. There’s no way! I bet he just wants me to treat his mother’s burns, right? Neither one of them spoke during the ride, so they had no idea what was going on in each other’s minds.

Eventually, Melinda decided to put on a song. “Today was a Fairytale, you were the prince, I used to be at damsel in distress. You took me by the hard and you picked me up at six, today was a fairytale…” the song played. Stanley didn’t like listening to music, but he didn’t stop her from playing the song. She was certainly the first person who had the guts to mess around with the stereo system in his car. Stanley wasn’t sure when it had started, but he could tell that his feelings for the woman had begun to change.

The Lamborghini came to a halt in front of Emerald Harbor. Melinda turned to glance at the man, who showed no signs of taking off his seatbelt and getting out of the car. She understood his message, so she got out of the car herself and slammed the door shut behind her. Then, she strode off toward the main hall of the house. Stanley’s gaze darkened as he watched Melinda.

After that, he started the car once more. There was a heartless, cold look that one could see even from his side profile. I have to continue investigating her relationship with the Graysons. This is the main thing I want to find out now. I have to know everything about those who are the closest to me, he thought.

After walking into the hall, Melinda headed up the stairs. She went back to her room before pulling her phone out and sitting on the couch. She opened a file to draft out an agreement. Hmph. If he wants me to treat his mother, he’ll have to agree to my terms! Firstly, he is not allowed to send his men to follow me around anymore. Secondly, he’ll have to be a good father in front of the kids, especially Pamela.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

That way, Pamela would be less likely to find herself a bad boy in the future. Lastly, I want to sleep in separate rooms with him from tonight onward. I need him to prepare a new room for me so that I get my own space, she thought as she drafted the agreement.

Upon finishing the agreement, Melinda went through the details once more before she headed downstairs. “Is there a printer at home, Mr. Swanson?” The houseknovelxo.com fast updateeeper, who had been cleaning the tables in the hall, turned around when he heard Melinda’s voice. “What do you need to print, Mrs. Fox? I can help you,” he offered.

Melinda smiled. “Give me your number, then. I’ll WhatsApp you the file.” Gael pulled his phone out before they exchanged numbers. After Melinda sent him the file, she smiled while giving him orders. “I’ll need two copies of this. Thank you.” Then, she sat down on the couch and picked the remote up to turn on the TV. She saw Stanley on the economic channel. He wasn’t as handsome on TV as he was in person, but all the female reporters still circled him like fangirls.

Meanwhile, Gael went over to the printing room. When he saw the contents of the agreement that he had printed, he felt his heart skip a beat! His hands stiffened as he clutched the papers. Is this an agreement with Mr. Fox? Why does she need to sign an agreement with him? Did they get into an argument? Who is she to ask so much of Mr. Fox? The terms weren’t simple ones, and they were stated in firm and harsh language. There seemed to be no space for negotiation. One of the terms that Gael couldn’t bring himself to accept was the one that required Melinda and Stanley to sleep in separate rooms.

They’re supposed to be building a relationship now. How could they sleep in separate rooms? “Mrs. Fox…” Gael hurried toward her with the agreement in his hand. “D-Did something happen between you and Mr. Fox?”

he asked.

“It’s nothing much.” Melinda looked up and smiled at the man. “Thank you,” she said while taking the papers from him. “You can go on with your day now.”

The housekeeper was speechless for a while after that, but there was a miserable look on his face. He hesitated for a long while before he finally spoke again. “Mr. Fox finds it hard to interact with women, Mrs. Fox. Did he make you angry? Can I ask you to forgive him?” Gael asked.

Melinda seemed puzzled for a while before she shook her head. “No, no. You got it wrong. He didn’t make me angry. I simply found a chance to discuss things with him earlier, and I was bothered because he had previously made me sign a rather unfair agreement.”

When Gael noticed the smile on Melinda’s face and the rather pleasant tone in her voice, he no longer made any comments. However, deep down, he was worried about the couple’s future.

Fox Group’s tall and mighty building seemed to glimmer under the sunlight. Stanley walked into the hall, his burly figure emanating a rather icy aura. With his hands stuck into his pockets, he headed straight for the elevator.

“Hey, Mr. Fox.”

“Good day, Mr. Fox.” All of the people’s greetings were uttered in the same respectful tone when they saw Stanley. The staff members couldn’t seem to tear their eyes away from him, and they could feel their hearts pounding whenever they saw him.

After Stanley got off the elevator on the 22nd floor, he found himself standing in front of Monica,