CHAPTER 135: CHAPTER 135: YOU’RE EVEN MORE HANDSOME THAN BEFORE～

The sunset gradually rose, layers of golden afterglow streaming through the window and falling upon the luxurious European-style bed. Beside the bed, the tall figure stood like an inviolable deity, holding the woman in his arms silently...

There was not a trace of human expression on his cold and enchanting features, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, while the multicolored glow mirrored behind him.

In his ears was the gentle breathing of the girl in his embrace.

Melody Thorne stirred a bit, feeling uncomfortable with what seemed like two iron rods beneath her. She raised her hand to block out the outside light and slowly opened her eyes.

A face like it was exquisitely carved by the favored hand of God gradually magnified in her pupils, appearing both like an illusion and reality.

Her head ached slightly. Last night, she was half drunk and half awake, and later, because she was annoyed at Jared Quinn’s forceful touch, she deliberately slept on him, making him stand there.

Now...

"Awake?" Jared Quinn lowered his gaze, his deep voice carrying a hint of hoarseness.

"Mm." Melody Thorne moved slightly, indicating for him to let her down.

Last night, she thought he would eventually put her down, but he didn’t.

Jared Quinn’s complexion was not good. Last night, he got injured, and inexplicably ended up holding a certain woman all night, which led to his wound not being treated in time and becoming more severe.

Looking at the man’s pale face, as white as a sheet of paper, Melody Thorne suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her chest.

But recalling how he had treated her fiercely the previous night, she clenched her fists and carelessly said, "Did you just pick me up? I was drunk last night, so I don’t remember."

Jared Quinn’s eye twitched slightly as he sternly said, "Get out!"

"Oh," Melody Thorne swiftly got off the large bed and walked out without any reluctance.

Jared Quinn watched her retreating back, a gleam flickering in his eyes...

"Madam, where’s the young master?" The butler looked upstairs, Jared Quinn hadn’t come down with her, which was not like his usual style.

Normally, Jared Quinn would come downstairs punctually at seven o’clock.

Melody Thorne glanced back towards the bedroom, forcing herself not to soften, "Call the doctor up."

"Ah?"

Melody Thorne did not elaborate, but stopped suddenly, "When is Timmy coming back? I’ll pick him up."

Every month, Timmy would spend a few days at the old estate to keep Grandpa Quinn company.

"He’ll be back tomorrow afternoon," the butler replied.

"Mm." Melody Thorne went to Timmy’s bedroom to take a shower and change clothes, while calling Kiki Sutton and picking up the car keys as she left the bedroom.

Downstairs, Dr. Mo had already arrived and was tending to Jared Quinn’s wound. Seeing her come down, Dr. Mo spoke up, "Ah, women sometimes need to know satisfaction, after all, happiness doesn’t just happen."

Melody Thorne curled her lips, giving him a mischievous look, and walked over, giving his chest a light tap with a coquettish, playful tone, "You’ve gotten even more handsome in the few days we haven’t met~"

Dr. Mo’s face changed abruptly, and he looked down. The man whose wound he had just treated gazed with a warning glare.

"Well, I have to get going," Dr. Mo took his medical kit and ran.

Melody Thorne didn’t look down at Jared Quinn’s wound, waved her hand, and turned to leave.

But a pair of strong hands seized her arm and pulled her into his embrace.

"What are you doing?" Melody Thorne struggled, but Jared Quinn intentionally pressed her down with his arm, rendering her resistance useless.

It was as if she were an ant and he was the king.

"Prepare to go to The Adler Family," his deep eyes looked at her, like a kind of test.