CHAPTER 34: CHAPTER 34: TOO KINDHEARTED

And his back seemed as if it had an icy blade hovering over it. The butler turned around and suddenly saw the man standing on the stairs smoking.

Butler: "... How come it’s so fast?"

It shouldn’t be, considering how intense the situation inside was just now. How could it have ended so quickly?

Old Master Jared stared at his grandson with an indescribable look, "Make sure to prepare more tonics for the young master in the future."

"Yes."

Jared’s face darkened, and he shot a gloomy glance at the two people downstairs while extinguishing the cigarette in his hand, then turned and went upstairs.

As he pushed open the bedroom door, he saw a bowl on the table, which was empty,

and outside the window was the sound of a stray cat in heat.

Has it really changed? Jared lowered his gaze, looking at the small woman already asleep on the bed. She was currently lying there, possibly in defense against him or for some other reason, but she had fallen asleep with her clothes on.

It’s just that... Asleep, she was unconscious, and perhaps because sleeping in clothes was uncomfortable, she unknowingly pulled them somewhere, leaving her fair skin exposed, and her pink underwear was also visible.

Thinking of his own secretly taken scandalous photos, Jared looked at the girl sleeping in an ungraceful position on the bed, then strode to the suitcase, took out the camera, and adjusted the angle.

He took a few pictures of the girl on the big bed and even deliberately pulled down the clothes at her shoulder.

After doing all this, Jared smoked another cigarette, feeling a bit disheartened. He should have gotten angry and thrown that little woman out, yet instead, he made such a childish move!

Morning.

Melody Thorne got up and went downstairs. Jared was already sitting at the dining table. This man’s daily schedule was very regular, and he never slept in.

"Melody~" Timmy ran over, hugged Melody Thorne, and asked quietly, "Did Dad do anything to you?"

He was so worried last night. If it hadn’t been for Old Master Jared telling him stories, he wouldn’t have fallen asleep.

"No," Melody Thorne chuckled softly, ruffling his hair and picking him up.

"But still, you have to be cautious at night. You’re too kind, thinking Dad wouldn’t do anything to you. Sometimes he’s really harsh, so you better stay as far away from him as possible." He had even been spanked by his dad before.

Jared: "......"

Old Master: "......"

Is this really his own son?

"You should call her ’Mom’, not ’Melody, Melody’, that’s what your dad calls her," Old Master Jared reminded him.

"Why?" Timmy looked at Old Master Jared with dissatisfaction. Melody was his.

"Because you’re your dad’s son, and Melody is your dad’s wife, so you should call her ’Mom’," Old Master Jared explained.

When Melody Thorne heard the word "Mom", her eyes instantly became radiant and filled with stars, eagerly watching little Timmy.

She also wanted Timmy to call her "Mom."

"No," little Timmy hugged Melody Thorne’s neck. "Melody is mine now, no one can take her away. Or else? I won’t be Dad’s son anymore?"

"Pfft—" Old Master Jared sputtered his tea. He shouldn’t argue with a child. Timmy still doesn’t understand.

Melody Thorne sat down and picked up her chopsticks to add food to Timmy’s plate.

She noticed Old Master Jared always watching her interactions with Jared, reluctantly turning to add food to Jared’s plate as well.

"Melody," Jared suddenly spoke, his deep eyes carrying a hint of teasing as his impossibly handsome face leaned slowly toward her.