CHAPTER 32: CHAPTER 32: FULFILLING MARITAL DUTIES

So, sleep? Does that mean you agree?

Melody Thorne’s eyes lit up as she grabbed Jared Quinn’s arm and promised, "Don’t worry, I’ll do my best to put on a good show with you in front of Grandpa Quinn later."

Jared Quinn gave her a meaningful look, didn’t reply, curled his lips mischievously, and strode away.

Ivy, who had been ignored on the side, shivered with rage. She was a living person yet was completely overlooked by them!!!!

Especially the scene just now, although she didn’t hear exactly what they said, she clearly saw that Jared Quinn deliberately stopped to let Melody Thorne bump into him.

More importantly, Melody Thorne hadn’t complained to Grandpa Quinn this time, and everything that happened in the last couple of days was beyond her expectations.

Ivy gritted her teeth in anger, "Melody Thorne, just you wait!"

After dinner, little Timmy reluctantly followed Grandpa Quinn to bed, looking back at every step.

Melody Thorne didn’t immediately return to the bedroom but sat on the sofa while Jared Quinn went upstairs ahead of her.

"Young madam," the butler walked out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of tonic, "This is the tonic the elder master asked to be brewed for the young master. Take it up to him, and remember, this is a golden opportunity."

Melody Thorne "......".

She knew this would happen. She was well aware of what was in that tonic. In the previous life, Jared Quinn had ended up taking cold showers all night because of this, nearly punching a hole in the bathroom wall.

And she, the culprit, didn’t fare much better.

"Alright, give it to me, you can go now." Melody Thorne took the ’tonic’ from the butler without giving anything away.

"Okay, alright."

Melody Thorne took the tonic upstairs but instead of going into the bedroom, she poured the contents out of the window and then carried the empty bowl into the bedroom.

But when she entered, she stopped, eyes widening, for Jared Quinn was lounging lazily on the bed, his tall, strong body nearly occupying the entire bed.

"Hey, I said I was sleeping on the bed!" Melody Thorne tossed the bowl onto the table, one hand on her hip, and pointed at the man on the bed, "How can you go back on your word!"

Why, in both her past and present life, did she have to sleep on the sofa?

Jared Quinn’s eyes were cool as he grasped her outstretched finger, pulling her towards him, making Melody Thorne fall directly onto Jared Quinn’s body.

His thigh moved slightly and in an instant, Jared Quinn pinned her tightly beneath him.

"What... what are you doing," Melody Thorne’s eyes widened, and her body couldn’t move.

"I said I’d sleep here, asking what I’m doing now is a bit too late, isn’t it? Hmm?" Jared Quinn’s large hand held her in place, his fingers lazily tracing from her cheek, past her neck.

His fingertips seemed to have some kind of magic, a tingling sensation spread through her body.

"Hey, hey, Jared Quinn, don’t move," Melody Thorne exclaimed, her eyes clear as spring water filled with fear.

Yes, fear, which he could see clearly.

Though Melody Thorne had feared him before, she was definitely an exception when it came to seducing him.

"Melody Thorne, fulfilling marital duties is your obligation," he carelessly undid her buttons.