My Super Sassy Dad: Stop Running Away, Mrs. Quinn!

"That’s wrong," Timmy retorted. "I was already washing my own hands at two years old. You’re over twenty, and you still let my dad wash them for you."

Melody Thorne: "...Why don’t you wash them for me?"

"Sure, sure," Timmy jumped down from the chair.

Jared Quinn quickly grabbed Melody Thorne’s hand and led her toward the bathroom.

Timmy: "...Childish."

"Yes, young master, they’re too childish. Come on, have dinner first," the butler consoled him.

...

In the car, Nina King was driving, and Yulia O’Connell had invited Melody Thorne to see the latest season of the fashion week.

Caleb’s message popped up; in just three days, he had already annexed 20% of the shares from Titus Quinn’s hands.

These past few days, Titus Quinn hadn’t done much, but he was losing shares bit by bit, trying to destroy those Quinn Corporation shares.

"Consider it a little gift for you," Caleb’s message was audacious.

"Thanks, I’ll try to find you a girlfriend soon so you can settle down."

Caleb: "..."

"Which designers are part of this season’s fashion week? How come their taste is so bad?" Yulia O’Connell looked at the models dismissively. "Forget it, let’s go to the designer I know."

"Sure," Melody Thorne had no objections. She knew she wouldn’t be able to go out often soon; her belly was getting bigger by the day.

Just as they were leaving the fashion week hall, a woman they didn’t want to see approached them. "Miss Thorne, Miss O’Connell, such a coincidence?"

Jane Rowan and Titus Quinn had also arrived at the fashion week.

"What are you doing here?" Yulia O’Connell sneered. "Should I say why are you everywhere? It’s almost impossible not to see you."

"You..." Jane Rowan wanted to explode but remembered the agreement with Melody Thorne, she forced a smile, "Miss O’Connell, you’re joking. I coincidentally came along, as did Titus."

"Ding," Melody Thorne’s phone received a message. "Don’t forget your promise to me. You said you wanted to take revenge on Titus Quinn."

Melody Thorne closed her phone and looked at Jane Rowan as if she were an idiot. She’s standing here to take revenge?

"Miss Thorne, Titus and I are preparing for the engagement. Can we invite you at that time?" Jane Rowan walked to her side with a false smile.

The smile couldn’t be more fake.

"We don’t have time," Melody Thorne refused.

She looked up, saw Titus Quinn’s eyes on her, and recalling the diary entries made her stomach churn, afraid she’d vomit, she immediately looked away.

"Alright, alright, Melody, why bother being polite to her? Let’s go," Yulia O’Connell led the way, opening the car door.

Melody Thorne and Nina King were about to leave.

Jane Rowan, eyes red with frustration, clearly Melody Thorne hadn’t moved as she said she would, ignoring her words completely.

"Miss Thorne," Jane Rowan suddenly bumped into Melody Thorne, causing her to stumble into the man in front.

"What’s wrong?" Titus Quinn seemed to hold her arm but took the chance to hug her.

Melody Thorne immediately stood up straight in disgust, and reflexively slapped Jane Rowan across the face, leaving half of her face red and burning!

"Melody Thorne!" Jane Rowan gritted her teeth. "Why did you hit me?"

"Miss Rowan, whatever your motives, there’s no need to make them so obvious, is there? You deliberately bumped into me, thinking I’d just ignore it?"