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Chapter 155 She Won’t Leave
Melinda met her gaze bravely and declared, “I won’t leave. I’ll explain 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 accountable. He’ll be back in a couple of
days!” Jennifer regained her composure 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
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsank 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 explain to his wife before he leaves. It’s about being
accountable for everything,
I want to ask you a question. Have you fallen in love with me?
I’ll give you an answer when you come back.
I hope that when I come 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 enxo.com 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 become. 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
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsadness 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
children might experience lasting childhood trauma after seeing what had happened.
Suddenly, there was a light tapping on her door, Melinda dismissed it as an illusion and turned her gaze
toward it. Since it was late 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 accepted 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 placed 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.
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