Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 242

Chapter 242 Take the Initiative and Kiss Me

It was not until Mervin stood beside the couch, casting a shadow, that Melinda realized he had arrived. She quickly put away her phone, but he still saw the words in the search bar.

He was not angry and merely sat beside her, reaching out to embrace her shoulder. His movement startled her, and her body stiffened before she turned her gaze toward him.

Their eyes met. Mervin crossed his legs, his face showing a hint of determination, and his fingers tightened around her shoulder. “If you wish to know about him, why didn’t you ask me directly?”

Ask you? Didn’t you say you don’t want to hear a thing about Stanley in this villa? How am I supposed to ask?

He was in a decent mood today. There was a faint smile on the corners of his lips. “I’ll tell you about his situation if you please me.”

Melinda could not help but tug the corners of her mouth in silence.

He said, “I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want to, but I’d love to see you take the initiative.”

“What do you mean?” She stared at him warily, sensing that he was casting a net.

“What I mean is that since you’ve agreed to be my woman, you can’t be so cold and ignore me.” He raised an eyebrow. “In the future, I’ll have to bring you out in public, so you must learn to adapt to our relationship.”

She had an epiphany. “He’s out of danger? Is he alive?”

He wanted to bring her out to trigger Stanley’s reaction.

Mervin turned his gaze toward her, studying and admiring her with his eyes. “You’re getting ahead of yourself. He played with her hair near her ear with his long fingers. “How are you so smart? No wonder he loves you so much. He’s willing to give up his life for you.”

“How is he doing?” She was anxious, her emotions fluctuating. “You have news about him, right?”novelxo.com fast update

“Kiss me.” The man released his hold, crossed his arms, and leaned back in the chair, closing his eyes.

Take the initiative.”

Melinda’s heart trembled.

Sadness filled her heart as she looked at his nonchalant and triumphant demeanor. However, to get information about Stanley, she had no other choice.

So, she swallowed all her grievances, and with a heart as lifeless as ashes, she leaned closer to him and hesitantly kissed his cheek.

This second held profound meaning for Mervin. It was as if an electric current had reached the depths of his heart, making his whole body tingle.

He took note of this moment.

Among the many women who had kissed him, it was only this time that he felt something.

Mervin turned his gaze, and their eyes met again.

Melinda suppressed her heartache and directly asked, “How is he?”

He seemed to see her heart bleeding. “You’re quite business-minded,” he said. He did not want to torment her further and continued, “Stanley is lucky. The Grim Reaper didn’t take him. After 36 hours of full-scale rescue efforts, he was saved.”

Her heart, which had been tightly clenched for two weeks, gradually relaxed. She took a deep breath as if finally tasting the scent of oxygen.

Melinda felt alive again.

Mervin continued, “But he hasn’t woken up yet. He’s back to life, but it’s unsure whether he’ll stay in a coma or what condition he’ll be in when he wakes up. Taylor is still in Navelie.” Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

As Melinda listened, a mist of tears appeared in her dark eyes. Stanley is in Navelie too.

Mervin handed his phone to her. “You can make a call to Taylor.”

She remained silent and hesitated for a moment before their eyes met again. Upon confirmation that he was not joking, she reached out and took the phone. He stood up knowingly and left, closing the door behind him.

Her face could not help but turn pale. With bated breath, she dialed Taylor’s number.