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

Melody Thorne leaned against the car window, watching the reporters outside the wall. "Are they all here to see me?"

"Yes," Jared Quinn gently stroked the girl’s hair.

Her memory had reverted to a few years ago, and even her gaze seemed unchanged, evoking pity in those who looked at her.

The car stopped, and Jared walked upstairs without saying a word. Melody Thorne’s heart pounded, and she watched Jared defensively, "What are you going to do?"

The back of her ears had turned red, overwhelmed with shyness. Her gaze both angered Jared and ignited a fire within him, unstoppable!

On the spacious European-style bed, Melody Thorne watched helplessly as the terrifying man in front of her unbuttoned his shirt one by one, revealing his strong clavicle.

Her face turned red.

She kept retreating to the center of the bed.

A broad palm touched her ankle and effortlessly pulled her underneath, bending down to kiss the small lips he hadn’t touched for so long. His large hand lifted her top.

"You’re bullying me," Melody Thorne’s voice trembled with a crying tone. Everything was unfamiliar to her, her mind blank. Those large hands seemed to know her body well, teasing all her sensitive spots.

And she seemed to enjoy the way he was with her.

A cool sensation came from her upper body as her clothes were stripped off, leaving Melody Thorne’s face flushed.

"I’m not bullying you," Jared’s gaze swept across her fair body, landing on her abdomen where she had surgery, his originally bright red eyes gradually calming down.

"Does it still hurt?" Jared’s large hand brushed over the place where she had surgery.

Tears welled up in Melody Thorne’s clear eyes as she shook her head silently.

Thinking his actions might have scared her, Jared turned over and lay beside her, his long, powerful arms wrapping around her slender waist, holding her bare body, slowly calming the turmoil within him.

"Shall we get some sleep?" Jared’s voice carried a hint of fatigue.

For the past month, he hadn’t slept well, losing sleep every night surrounded by her clothes.

"Okay," Melody Thorne dared not move, feeling something pressing beneath her, her eyes scanning the room, seeing things she liked. Many were pink; the entire bedroom was predominantly pink.

She wasn’t sold off by Caleb, no...

Melody Thorne didn’t know when she fell asleep. Waking up, she met a pair of deep, intense eyes, like the surface of a vast ocean, calm and unruffled, yet underneath lay a hidden dangerous aura.

"Awake?"

Jared hadn’t slept long before opening his eyes again, looking at the little woman he’d regained, watching her behave like she did when she used to sleep, liking to snuggle into his arms, entwining her legs around his waist.

Melody Thorne watched eagerly, unsure of what to do, feeling a slight pain from the pressure against her leg...

"Hungry?" Jared’s large hand caressed her small face.

"Yes."

Taking a deep breath, with the restless fire raging inside him, Jared got out of bed, the sound of running water echoing from the bathroom.