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

"Sigh," the old man tapped his cane on the ground.

The Quinn family’s banquets never go smoothly; something always happens. And now, how could Melody suddenly stab someone?

"The room only had the two of them. Who else could it be? If you ask me, she must have been incited by someone after losing her memory!"

"Previously, my aunt and Melody Thorne never got along."

"Jared?" Leon Rivers turned his head.

Jared Quinn sat silently in the chair outside the surgery room, his lips tightly pursed, and the bulging veins on his arms betrayed his current emotions.

"The troublesome part now is the reporters outside and Mrs. Quinn’s family. Originally, when Mrs. Quinn married into the Quinn family, she merged nearly half of the shares, and now they’re demanding an explanation," Harold Chapman spoke up.

It caught everyone off guard that Mrs. Quinn and Melody Thorne would have an incident in the room.

"Beep," the surgery door opened, and the chief surgeon came out. "Young Master Jared, Mrs. Quinn’s injuries are not looking optimistic. Although the wound has been stitched, it’s too deep, so she’s still in a critical period."

"Whatever it takes, make sure she gets through this critical period!" The old man tapped his cane on the ground.

"Yes."

"Jared, should we send your wife away first?" Leon Rivers spoke.

"Has she woken up?" Jared Quinn’s voice was hoarse beyond recognition.

"Don’t worry, she’ll probably wake up soon," Elias Hale replied.

In the hospital room.

Elias Hale opened the hospital room door, Melody Thorne sat silently, unable to escape Mrs. Quinn no matter how hard she tried.

"Can you tell me what really happened?" Elias Hale closed the door.

"Where’s Jared Quinn?"

Mrs. Quinn hasn’t woken up yet, so he’s staying with her.

"Are you indirectly telling me that he also believes that the stab wound on Mrs. Quinn’s abdomen was caused by me?"

"I didn’t say that."

"But your attitude already indicates it."

"This is between the two of you. Isn’t the purpose of marriage to trust each other?" Elias Hale walked over. "He wants me to take you back to the Quinn Villa."

Melody Thorne got off the bed, following Elias Hale out from behind, without even looking at the room where Mrs. Quinn was.

Originally, she had planned to forgive her!

Back at the Quinn Villa, the butler had already heard about the incident at the old manor. However, as a butler, he couldn’t comment on this matter.

Melody Thorne sat on the sofa, her computer filled with messages demanding she pay in blood, along with footage of her hitting someone before. Everyone was scolding her!

"Melody Thorne," a woman walked in from outside.

Melody Thorne glanced at her, not recognizing her.

"It seems you’ve really lost your memory," Stella Seymour sat across from her. "I’m your sister, Stella Seymour. Uncle asked me to see if you want to return to the Seymour Family. This Quinn family is such a mess. Why not go back and stay for a while?"

The butler heard Stella Seymour wanted to take Melody Thorne away and quickly became anxious. "Miss Stella, this matter still needs investigation. If you leave like this, aren’t you affirming the madam’s crime of assault? It’s better to stay and find out the truth."

"Does the Seymour Family fear whether it gets investigated or not?" Stella Seymour sneered coldly. "If you want someone, just let him come to the Seymour Family!"

"This... isn’t it, does madam not want to go back?" The butler could only seek help from Melody Thorne.

Jared Quinn hadn’t given orders for them to leave; how could he dare let them go!