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

The most obvious thing was that Melody Thorne used the needle for self-defense that Leon Rivers had given her before, against Ona.

The amnesiac Melody Thorne wouldn’t have thought to use that.

Melody Thorne’s heart jolted, knowing Jared Quinn must have noticed, but as soon as she thought of the handcuffs she was leaning on, she immediately denied it, "I don’t know what you mean, but I really haven’t remembered anything."

"Oh?" Jared Quinn’s deep and hoarse voice rose like a bow about to release an arrow. His dark eyes gazed at her with extreme danger, as if a raging fire inside was about to engulf her.

"You, you let go of me first," Melody Thorne spoke, her face flushed.

"Let go of you, don’t you remember anything at all? I can’t wait any longer now. Let me help you remember properly, maybe then you’ll recall quickly."

"No... uh..."

Only when Melody Thorne was drifting into sleep did Jared Quinn finally release her, carrying her to the bathroom to bathe. After washing, he pressed her again twice before satisfyingly carrying her back to the big bed.

"Let her go, let her go now."

Above the hotel owned by Jared Quinn, a woman held Little Chimo, running forward in panic, with Melody Thorne closely chasing behind.

"Give me back my Little Chimo, give her back to me."

"Haha, give her back to you? Is that possible? I finally found this opportunity. Melody Thorne, you want to seduce my brother, I need to teach you a good lesson. This is your child, right? I’m taking her away now, and you’ll never see her again. I want you to taste the feeling of having your loved one taken away!"

The woman’s face was always shrouded in smoke, Melody Thorne couldn’t see clearly who she was.

"No, no, give Little Chimo back to me!"

"No..."

"Melody, Melody"

Jared Quinn woke Melody Thorne from her nightmare.

Melody Thorne opened her eyes wide, still with traces of panic.

"What’s wrong? Were you too tired last night?" Jared Quinn wrapped an arm around her tightly, "Sorry, it’s been too long since I wanted you, so I couldn’t hold back."

The important thing was that Melody Thorne’s memory had returned, he might have been a bit too excited, causing the fire in his body to burn repeatedly.

"Definitely exhausted, who can handle you going like that?" Melody Thorne, now awake, realized it was a dream she just had and glared at the man above her.

How many times did he pull her yesterday? Didn’t he have any awareness of quantity?

"Heh," Jared Quinn chuckled softly, bending down to kiss the corner of her lips, "Next time I’ll be gentler. Come on, get up now."

Jared Quinn got up first and put on his clothes, choosing an outfit from the wardrobe for her and personally dressing her.

In between, his body heated up again, so he took a cold shower before heading downstairs.

Melody Thorne felt relieved seeing Little Chimo safe, but at the same time, she was worried. She hadn’t seen clearly who took Little Chimo away, but she feared the dream might become reality.

She had no time to take care. Who was available and more reliable?

Jared Quinn had just returned from taking a phone call, "Harold Chapman has already interrogated that woman. Someone instructed her to do it, but they don’t know the woman’s identity. They only said she should be a foreigner."

"A foreigner? Trying to target me?" Melody Thorne couldn’t understand, "First, let the substitute go out and apologize to clear my name. I don’t want to be scolded online anymore."

"Alright."