My Super Sassy Dad: Stop Running Away, Mrs. Quinn!-Chapter 411: Leave

When she leaned over, Jared Quinn’s large hand pressed her head against his chest, closing his dark eyes, and tightly embracing her.

Melody Thorne "..."

The car didn’t head back to the old residence. Originally, Jared’s injury had already delayed some time, and then there was the matter about her origins that happened at the hotel.

So Jared called the old residence and said they wouldn’t be going today.

Quinn Family.

Jared Quinn kept holding her arm and led her upstairs.

Seeing the two return together again, and Timmy was expressionless, following behind them.

"Young master, what happened?" The butler asked worriedly, "Weren’t you going to celebrate the old master’s birthday? Why are you back now?"

Timmy’s eyes looked toward the stairs, his little face full of anger, and even his hands at his sides were tightly clenched, "Because someone wanted to take Melody away."

He heard what those men in black said today.

"Who was it?"

Timmy frowned, though he had been waiting outside, those people kept claiming that they were Melody’s guardians.

"Don’t know." Timmy sulkily headed upstairs, slamming the bedroom door shut,

The butler thoughtfully looked upstairs, his footsteps moving towards the phone in the hall to inform the old master first.

Anyway, the old master is proficient in feigning illness and playing dumb. Want to leave, young madam? No way!

The bedroom door closed with a loud sound.

Before Melody Thorne could react, Jared Quinn hugged her waist and fell onto the large bed, lowered his head to kiss her lips, his large hand starting to strip her clothes,

"Jared Quinn," Melody Thorne recalled the fear from the night before last,

Was he a beast or a man? He actually made her pass out, how hungry was he?

"Can we do it in a few days?" Melody’s legs clamped tightly together, angrily kicking him, "Aren’t you afraid of killing me? I just gave Timmy blood, if you keep this up, it’ll take me a year to recover this time."

Jared showed no sign of relenting, his distinct fingers spread her legs apart, forcefully pressing his body against her, tightly pinning her down.

The words he spat out were increasingly cold, "Melody Thorne, what exactly do you take me for? Hm? Anyone says they want to take you, and you go? Are you a three-year-old child? If they sell you, would you willingly be turned into money?"

Damn it, he thought she had been abducted, but who would have thought she went voluntarily, went with someone else without even notifying him, where exactly does she place him?

"No," Melody Thorne retreated, bumping her head on the bed edge, "I do have my own judgment, okay? If they were to abduct me, I wouldn’t have the chance to resist either, but they clearly wouldn’t hurt me."

"So, do you want to go with them?" Jared Quinn’s anger escalated, his large hand undoing his belt, these days, whatever she wanted, he would give her.

But it still couldn’t stop her resolve to leave?

"I never said I wanted to go," Melody Thorne’s hands pressed against his chest, "If I wanted to go with them, I wouldn’t have denied my identity and come back with you."