My Super Sassy Dad: Stop Running Away, Mrs. Quinn!-Chapter 273: Targeted

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Chapter 273: Chapter 273: Targeted

Melody Thorne was oblivious to his pig-keeping mentality, but her anger from yesterday had completely vanished. "Why are you telling me all this?"

He didn’t have to tell her at all.

"They say women in love can easily misunderstand things, so to prevent any misunderstandings between us as a couple, I’ll tell you anything you want to know. I don’t want my little wife to be a jealousy-fueled maniac," Jared Quinn patiently explained.

His eyes, suited in an alluring black abstinence, were seductive, easily ensnaring people and leading them to fall for him and let him have his way.

And he kept referring to her as ’wife,’ over and over...

Melody Thorne felt a bit lightheaded, somewhat entranced, but what did he mean by women being in love losing their heads?

"I haven’t lost my head. I can’t even see the love."

"You will see it sooner or later," and it would be from him.

"Ha ha..." Melody Thorne let out a forced laugh, as fake as it could get.

"So, Melody Thorne," Jared Quinn’s big hand gripped the back of her neck, pulling her into his embrace, pressing her against his chest, "You’re not allowed to hide anything from me, understand?"

Melody Thorne "..."

She seemed to have a lot of... tsk tsk.

"I’m going to be late for filming," Melody Thorne stepped back a few paces, a bit flustered as she turned around, grabbing her bag from the sofa and leaving the hall.

On set.

Melody Thorne had her makeup done and changed into costume for the scene helping King Lyndon conquer the world as Willow Bright. All around, army camps were set up and she needed to be harnessed for the scene.

"Is Nina King not here today?" Melody Thorne scanned the surroundings.

Usually, whenever she was on set, Nina King would be the first to run over.

Today she had already been here for half an hour, yet she hadn’t seen her.

"She was just here, but now I don’t know where she went. Probably went to the back to rest."

"Oh," Melody Thorne didn’t think much of it.

"Are you ready?" Hans Montrose had already changed into costume, a bit worried about her riding and harness work, "If you’re not using a stunt double, let the props team find a fake horse for you later."

He was uneasy having Melody Thorne do harness work with so many people around, he remembered she couldn’t even ride a horse.

"Ready, don’t worry," Melody Thorne didn’t even look up. She knew a bit about riding; she learned when she married into the Quinn Family, where there’s a dedicated riding arena.

As long as she controlled well, nothing would happen. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"Hey, Nina King," the makeup artist spotted Nina King with sharp eyes.

Melody Thorne finally lifted her head, "Where did you go?"

Nina King, covered in sweat, waved her hand, signaling the makeup artist to leave first.

With Hans Montrose there, she could only lean in and whisper to Melody Thorne, "That guy got himself noticed."

She didn’t mention any names, but Melody Thorne knew exactly who it was—it could only be Wyatt Hawke, the new heartthrob with more dirt than praises since distancing himself from the name Harvey Lowell.

"Who got noticed by whom?"

"By Luna Lancaster. That kid accidentally stepped on Luna Lancaster’s dress, causing her to fall and make a fool of herself. She then slapped Wyatt Hawke, demanding an apology on his knees."

"And then?" Melody Thorne already stood up, heading towards the set.

"And then, no way would he apologize on his knees. Luna Lancaster got furious and decided to use a scene as an excuse to give him a proper lesson," Nina King handed the script for today’s disruptive scene to Melody Thorne.

Coincidentally, today’s scene was where Princess Luna, played by Luna Lancaster, loses her temper and orders the general, played by Wyatt Hawke, to be tied up for a whipping.

That kid probably won’t escape a little physical suffering.

Melody Thorne walked into the studio, Luna Lancaster already prepared, a whip in hand,