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

"Melody Thorne!" Jane Rowan glared at her fiercely. "Do you remember what you said?"

Melody Thorne placed her hand on her belly. "Of course, I remember what I’ve said, but I don’t need you to teach me how to act. If you bump into me and push me like that again, I won’t spare you too!"

"You!"

"What did you just say mean?" Titus Quinn lowered his large hand that had touched Melody Thorne, his palm hanging stiffly by his side, as if it still retained the residual warmth and faint fragrance from Melody Thorne’s body, reminiscent of white milk, lingering endlessly!

Jane Rowan bit her lip and hugged Titus Quinn’s arm. "Titus, I went to see Melody Thorne a few days ago. I apologized to her, telling her that what happened that day was my fault, but I didn’t expect her to not accept it and even hit me just now..."

"Jane," Titus Quinn lowered his head, "you deliberately pushed her just now, what’s your intention by pushing a woman towards me?"

Jane Rowan "..."

She thought that if she pushed Melody Thorne, she would definitely slap Titus Quinn hard, igniting his anger. But unexpectedly, Melody Thorne instead slapped her back!

"Titus, I feel so insecure. I thought... thought you might like Melody Thorne, so I wanted to test you..."

Titus Quinn’s eyes flickered with unknown emotions, holding Jane Rowan in his arms like a machine repeatedly saying, "I only love you."

"That couple behind us is so disgusting." Yulia O’Connell flipped the sunglasses on the car to the other side.

"Yes, especially that woman," Nina King agreed.

"Send me home first, we’ll look at clothes another day," Melody Thorne just wanted to return to the Quinn Family estate and take a good shower.

Nina King knew what she meant and looked at her sympathetically. "Next time you encounter that woman, I’ll stand in front of you for sure."

"What do you mean?" Yulia O’Connell was puzzled.

"Nothing," both answered simultaneously.

The Quinn Family.

Jared Quinn raised his wrist to check the time. It had been twenty minutes since Melody Thorne entered the bathroom; she’s pregnant, so it’s not good to take long showers.

"Melody," Jared Quinn knocked on the bathroom door a few times. "Why are you taking so long?"

"Soon, I’m coming out," Melody Thorne applied body wash one last time.

Another three minutes passed, and Melody Thorne came out wrapped in a towel, her arms slightly red from scrubbing.

"Why did it take so long?" Jared Quinn pulled her over, embracing her, and took a hairdryer to help dry her hair.

"I worried it might be inconvenient to shower later on, so I took a bit longer," Melody Thorne said. "In half a month’s time, my movie will be finished filming. Jared, when will you finish handling Quinn Corporation matters? Let’s go abroad."

She feared she might not be able to stay in the villa, but if she went abroad, she’d treat it as a honeymoon where she could walk around freely, how wonderful.

"Alright, I’ve already had someone prepare a place abroad. Once we’re done with this busy period, we’ll go."

Once Jared Quinn finished drying Melody Thorne’s hair, he set the hairdryer aside, holding her soft little body comfortably, his large hand naughtily touching beneath her towel to her smooth delicate skin.

"Jared..." Melody Thorne breathed heavily, her body becoming increasingly sensitive during pregnancy, unable to resist any teasing.

"Call me ’husband’..."

Jared Quinn kissed her lips, pulled off her towel, turned her body, and kissed her all over.

Melody Thorne’s hand threaded into his hair, blushing. "Go slower..."

"Alright, you take the lead..."

Melody Thorne "..."