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

Melody Thorne quickly pulled on her clothes and fled the bedroom as if escaping.

"Madam, you’re awake. I’ve just had someone prepare dinner, come and eat," the butler spoke.

Melody Thorne saw Timmy sitting obediently at the dining table, his posture while eating was particularly elegant.

"Mommy, let’s eat together," Timmy’s eyes sparkled with a mischievous gleam.

The butler slipped and nearly fell.

If Melody Thorne had heard this when she first woke up, she would have been moved to tears. Although now she had a son this big, and her heart wasn’t without fluctuation, it was mainly shock.

All she remembered was her current age.

"Mommy, come, sit here," Timmy patted the chair next to him,

Melody Thorne walked over and sat down, but Timmy climbed onto her lap instead, continuing to mislead, "Mommy, you used to feed me when I ate."

The butler "..."

Timmy immediately returned a look of disdain back at the butler who was glaring at him with contempt.

"Alright, I’ll feed you," Melody Thorne picked up a bowl and spoon and fed Timmy bite by bite.

The man coming down from upstairs saw his son’s cunningly adorable demeanor, frowned slightly, and walked over briskly, picking him up and placing him aside,

"Eat by yourself," he said coldly.

Timmy "..."

Melody Thorne looked curiously at the interaction between the two and asked in confusion, "Isn’t he your biological son?"

"Hmm?" came the low, rising tone.

"I mean, why are you so cold to him?"

"Well, he’s usually this cold because I’m the baby that came out of your belly, not his, so that’s why he treats me like that," Timmy continued to play the pitiable card,

Melody Thorne "Oh, poor thing."

Jared Quinn’s eye twitched as he looked at the big and little pair, "Timmy, hurry up and eat your meal."

"Alright, alright," having enough fun, Timmy finally ate quietly,

Jared Quinn sat beside Melody Thorne, with his chest somehow against her back, and the scene of their kiss before sleeping became even clearer, along with the way he had looked at her, causing her ears to turn red.

"Mr. Quinn, Agent King is here and wants to see the madam," the butler said.

"Let her in,"

"Alright."

Nina King came in and stared at Melody Thorne for a long time as if trying to bore holes into her, "You, you don’t remember?"

Melody Thorne couldn’t stand Nina King’s gaze, which seemed like she wanted to eat her alive, so she hid behind Jared, revealing only half her head.

"You really don’t remember?"

Nina King had one thought in her mind: it’s over, totally over now.

Currently, the search popularity for Melody Thorne is still ranked number one, and it’s been trending for a month without fading down. If the reporters find out she lost her memory, who knows how they will spin it.

The company has also been affected.

How to solve this?

"Let’s discuss it, there are too many rumors about you now. For the sake of your company’s name, I need your cooperation to explain why you’ve been missing for over a month. Can you work with me?"

Melody Thorne knew those were her discarded pasts she needed to handle and nodded, "Okay."

For nearly an hour, Nina King talked about the company’s matters until Melody understood.

"I’ll go with you," Jared Quinn held her small hand.

"Okay."