CHAPTER 123: CHAPTER 123: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

"What do you know? Melody is a girl, I’m a man," Timmy snorted.

The butler: "..."

Isn’t he a man?

Didn’t even let her see? Melody couldn’t help but curl her lips, a little devil in a child’s body.

She walked in naturally, picked up a towel from the side, and looked at the little guy in the tub with both hands on his chest, his face flushed red from holding his breath, "Come over here, or I won’t sleep with you tonight."

"Are you going to sleep with me today?" Timmy’s eyes lit up suddenly.

Melody Thorne pinched the little guy’s cheek, "Of course."

Yesterday, Jared’s forceful kiss had crossed her line. The way he kissed made her extremely uneasy, as if he wanted to devour her.

In her eyes, he was always cold-blooded, wise, and abstinent, not at all like the madman yesterday.

Little Timmy moved over and had Melody help him bathe, commenting, "Your wash is much more comfortable than the butler’s, his hands are all callused."

The butler: "..."

After the bath, Melody Thorne’s clothes got a bit wet. After dressing Timmy, she went back to her room to find a change of clothes.

As a result, just as she reached the door, she saw the man standing by the window smoking. Instantly, she no longer wanted to change.

Timmy’s room seemed to have a few outfits she brought over before, Melody turned and left.

Perhaps hearing a sound, Jared Quinn exhaled a puff of light smoke. His noble and abstinent tall figure tilted slightly, just in time to see Melody’s departing back.

She was just about to come in, stood for two seconds upon seeing him, then left. Jared’s mind had already made the judgment. He wickedly bit the cigarette hanging in his mouth and tore off his tie with his large hand.

Very unhappy!

Melody Thorne went back to Timmy’s room, closed the door, changed clothes, and was about to go downstairs to eat. Timmy had already gone down.

Just as she walked out of her bedroom, the man from the opposite bedroom also came out. This time, Melody didn’t even pause for a second, she immediately returned to her room.

Jared Quinn: "..." He went downstairs with a slightly darkened expression.

"Little Madam, it’s time to eat," the butler called from downstairs.

Melody was a bit hungry but thought of Jared definitely being there, "I already ate when I got back, you all go ahead."

The temperature in the dining room instantly dropped a few degrees. Jared slammed his chopsticks on the table and got up to leave.

After the meal, Melody Thorne finally came out of Timmy’s room.

But her luck wasn’t great. She went to the living room, Jared was in the living room, so she turned into the kitchen.

Jared went to the kitchen, she went to the living room.

Jared was in the living room, she went back to the bedroom.

Jared went back to the bedroom, she went to the bathroom.

"Click," Melody stayed inside for ten minutes, opened the door to come out, and was suddenly hit by a gust of chilly wind.

On the wall beside the bathroom, the man’s tall and elegant figure lazily and rakishly leaned against it. A long leg slightly bent forward, the collar of his white shirt unbuttoned two or three buttons, a look of unrestrained freedom.

Melody immediately tried to shut the door.

Jared’s large hand blocked her way, his tall body squeezing in at once, a long leg wedged between her legs, a large hand pressing against her arm, black eyes swirling with flames,

"What do you want?" Melody crossed her arms in front of her, warily looking at him, "Kidnap? Murder? Rape?"

Jared gritted his teeth, "... with you, I need to kidnap, murder, and rape?"