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

Oh, my God, so happy, I’m going to die from happiness...

Twenty minutes later, the bathroom door opened again, and Melody Thorne immediately closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Jared Quinn took a cold shower, afraid of freezing her when he got in, so he stood by the bed for a while before lying down. He waited until his body temperature gradually returned before turning off the light, wrapping her in his arms, his handsome chin resting on her forehead, his dark eyes closed in the still bedroom.

Can you sleep like this?

Melody Thorne found it both amusing and frustrating, daringly placing her hand on his bare chest, raising her face to kiss his Adam’s apple, chin, then mouth. She extended her small tongue to kiss Jared Quinn’s overly thin, knife-sharp lips, closing her eyes to trace the curve of his lips, gradually exploring his broad, dignified mouth...

Jared Quinn remained motionless, not asleep, seemingly incredulous that she was playing with fire in front of him.

Until, he felt Melody Thorne’s hand untying his bathrobe.

An unrestrained long leg straddled his waist, a pair of dark eyes suddenly opened wide as a big hand reached over, realizing that Melody Thorne was completely naked, while she had already sat on his waist in that moment of distraction.

Jared Quinn clamped her waist, slightly annoyed, "Are you trying to get yourself hurt?"

Melody Thorne’s voice carried a hint of grievance, "I’ve been seducing you for two hours, and you act sage-like in front of me, what am I supposed to do?"

Jared Quinn: "...Does it hurt?"

"Yes," the reply was even more aggrieved,

Jared Quinn’s large hand grabbed her head and kissed her lips, bringing her sensation...

Two hours later, Melody Thorne clutched the sheets, "Jared Quinn, when will it be enough?"

She clearly started it, yet she couldn’t call for a stop!

Jared Quinn lowered himself to kiss her again, not letting go until dawn light appeared, having gone too far after abstaining for a long time, unleashed in full.

Melody Thorne didn’t even know when she fell asleep, most likely she fainted.

Downstairs in the hall.

Nina King rushed in hurriedly from outside, "Mr. Quinn, Melody, where is she?"

Last night, she had a phone call saying Melody wanted her to contact reporters to hold a press conference, but then she reached out to reporters only to lose contact with Melody Thorne.

Was she playing me?

Is this funny?

"Still sleeping."

The handsome, refined man was sitting on the sofa, with a chiseled, cold face that seemed to have a refreshed glow, his masculine charm at its peak,

Something seemed different from just a few days ago!

"No, no, still sleeping?" Nina King nearly kneeled in the hall, tears streaming down her face, in disbelief, "So, was she really playing with me last night?"

Heavens and earth, it’d be better to be struck dead by a bolt of lightning!

"What happened?" Jared Quinn closed the financial newspaper in his hand, his dark eyes focusing on Nina King, "Is it important?"

Nina King: "...Last night, at close to nine o’clock, she called me saying she was quitting showbiz, asking me to arrange a press conference for her at around nine o’clock this morning. I arranged it, but she didn’t come."

A large group of people was publicly stood up!

"She wants to quit showbiz?" Jared Quinn slightly furrowed his knife-sharp brow.