Chapter 332 Taking Her Home

• Once again, Stanley took Melinda's hand. The warmth of their palms mingled together. "Come with me." Then, he opened the door and brought her out.
• Mervin was still sitting at the top of the stairs drinking his booze, giving off an air of sorrow.
• When he heard their footsteps, an inexplicable sense of sadness washed over him from the tips of his toes all the way to his heart. Even the alcohol couldn't numb him from this pain.