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

Also, Mrs. Quinn actually had an affair, and it was in her younger days!

"Jared Quinn, if you had to choose between me and my mother, who would you choose?" Melody Thorne shot him a glance.

If it weren’t for Jared Quinn, she would surely have had a falling out with Mrs. Quinn, exposing everything she had done to the public!

Jared Quinn: "... I choose both."

"Hmph," Melody Thorne turned her head away.

"What’s wrong? Who upset you? Why would you ask that question?" Jared Quinn leaned his stiff back on the sofa, pinching the bridge of his nose with his other large hand.

"Busy day today?" Melody Thorne raised her head, straddling Jared Quinn’s lap with her legs, her fair fingers pressing and massaging him.

The pressure was just right, neither too light nor too heavy.

"These days, working with the Hale Family and some overseas projects has made things busier," Jared Quinn’s hands naturally rested on her waist, his male desire once again stirring.

Melody Thorne did not resist. She had watched videos from when she was pregnant; Jared Quinn had been incredibly good to her to the core.

"You... you can touch me," Melody Thorne stammered, not wanting him to endure discomfort.

"Hmm?" Jared Quinn’s dark eyes instantly sparkled, and the next moment he sealed her lips, his large hand holding her nape, kissing her passionately and fervently, determined to have her!

Melody Thorne passively endured, feeling those hands caressing her all over, but the sunlight outside was a bit glaring, and the office they were in was somewhat stimulating...

Jared Quinn kissed without abandon but only kissed, taking no further action, his heavy breathing buried in her neck, leaving a few marks.

"Don’t you want to?"

"Afraid you’ll say I want you just for your body?" Jared Quinn lifted his head, his deep eyes glimmering with a serious, ancient charm, kissing the corner of her lips, "I want to prove I can pamper and love you more than you imagine."

Melody Thorne’s face flushed with embarrassment, "If not, then get up."

"Wait a bit."

...

The jewelry company affiliated with the O’Connell Family.

From the second-floor glass window, Cole O’Connell’s amber eyes never strayed from the figure in the office below. From his angle, the glass barrier could not block his gaze at all.

The double-breasted coat stood open on either side, the dark green color accentuating his overly cold and hard facial lines.

But his eyes held an unusual warmth.

The figure inside was seriously sketching designs, as if filling his pupils!

"Young Master, why not go in?" his subordinate behind him couldn’t help but speak.

"No, lest I disturb her!"

These days, Cole O’Connell and Yulia O’Connell had been getting along peacefully; in his view, Yulia had slowly begun to accept him!

This was a good start!

Yulia O’Connell was seriously designing her jewelry patterns; it was something she loved the most, and she had great talent in it.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Miss O’Connell, I’m someone from Mr. Knight’s side."

Yulia O’Connell paused her actions, "Please tell Nathan Knight that the past is over, and I hope he can forget it. Sorry, I am very busy right now!"

"Miss O’Connell, Miss O’Connell," a panicked voice came from inside, "it’s Mr. Knight. Someone is trying to kill him; Mr. Knight suffered a stab wound in the abdomen and is now in critical condition, constantly calling your name, Miss O’Connell. We fear another ambush, so we wanted to ask Miss O’Connell to come and help Mr. Knight. If you don’t come, we’re afraid Mr. Knight won’t make it through the night!"