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

A muffled grunt and a warning voice sounded in her ear, "Melody Thorne, dare to move one more time and see what happens?"

"Hmm?" Melody Thorne opened her eyes to see what exactly was pressing against her foot.

"Are you relying on your amnesia, thinking I wouldn’t do anything to you on purpose?"

Melody Thorne blinked. Initially, Jared Quinn was unfamiliar to her, but after spending these days together, sleeping in the same bed every night, all her movements seemed instinctive. "I didn’t do it on purpose."

Melody Thorne shrank back on the sofa, her little tongue licking her dry lips.

"How old are you now? Hmm?" Jared Quinn’s fingers pinched her chin.

"Sixteen," Melody Thorne said, recalling that she was sixteen in her memory.

Jared Quinn: "...A mother of two at sixteen?"

Melody Thorne remembered that Nina King had told her she was twenty-two.

"But that doesn’t make sense, Timmy is only five, how could I have had kids with you so soon?"

Jared Quinn’s eyes moved slightly, squeezing his brow, calmly changing the topic, "Alright, go upstairs to sleep first."

He needed some time alone to simmer down.

"I can’t sleep yet," Melody Thorne thought about apprenticing to Elias Hale, kneeling behind Jared Quinn, her fingers massaging his shoulders, finally saying something considerate, "You must be tired dealing with all these files. Let me massage your shoulders."

Her soft, boneless hands massaging his shoulders, but it felt no different than if she were touching him.

The fire within him burned even hotter.

"How about I make you a cup of coffee?" Seeing his discomfort, Melody Thorne quickly put on her shoes and ran to the kitchen to brew a cup of coffee.

"Here."

Jared Quinn took a sip.

Mmm, very sweet,

She must have put in more than one spoonful of sugar!

"Feeling better now?" Melody Thorne stood nearby, watching intently.

Jared Quinn seriously suspected he had a little seductress on his hands, deliberately tempting him.

"Alright, what’s the matter this time?"

"Hmm?"

"Isn’t there something?"

Why else be so attentive in front of him?

"Uh...yes." Melody Thorne bit her lip lightly, stumbling over her words, like a student reporting to a teacher, "I suddenly found myself very interested in medicine. It feels like something in my blood reacts strongly to it, so I want to study medicine with Elias Hale. Do you agree?"

The words came out with a slight sweetness, soft and comforting to the ear, but Jared Quinn’s expression changed abruptly, tossing the files to the sofa, and pulling her into his embrace, "Say that again."

Melody Thorne: "Study medicine with Elias Hale. Why the bad face all of a sudden? You’re scaring my little heart."

To show she was truly scared, she deliberately shrunk her body.

Jared Quinn: "...I can agree to anything, but not this one thing."

"Why?" Melody Thorne pouted, "He’s my savior, I want to learn medicine from him!"

In Jared Quinn’s deep eyes, there was an elusive meaning; he had someone investigate when Elias Hale saved Melody Thorne, but the answer was always no. How could she claim Elias Hale saved her?

"He’s from Zetania, and he approached you with no clear purpose. Stay close to such a person, and do you want to risk amnesia again?"