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Chapter 57
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 played 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 black Volvo slowly drove into the courtyard, and Gael quickly welcomed 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?
He understood where that complaint came from, and he explained, “He’s junovelxo.com fast updatest trying to break the pasta. down and see why it can work with my palate.” This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.
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 a complete family.
“Breakfast is ready. Mr. Fox and Dr. Cohen, you may come 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 while later, and when they saw Taylor, they were surprised. At the same time, they clapped their hands and leaped in joy.
“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?