My Super Sassy Dad: Stop Running Away, Mrs. Quinn!-Chapter 391: Does It Hurt?

A man’s interest in a woman is essentially his interest in a young body.

But she was scared, scared that if she got attached and fell in love with someone again, that person would abandon her, just like in her past life.

Yet she didn’t want to deny all of Jared Quinn’s efforts because of past events. Her heart was conflicted about whether to give herself and Jared Quinn a chance to start over.

Jared’s intense gaze was fixed on her. Although he hadn’t heard the words he wanted, at least this little woman hadn’t uttered anything that would make him cough up blood.

This was a change in her attitude towards him, after all. When did Quinn, the big boss, start having such low demands for a woman?

Men and women always think differently,

Melody Thorne’s face turned pale, and she shouted, "Jared Quinn, are you done yet?"

Seeing how scared she was, Jared momentarily froze,

His distinctively bony hands somehow moved to Melody’s stomach, gently caressing it.

Simultaneously, both their bodies stiffened, especially Melody.

For the place Jared’s hand touched was where Leon Rivers had left a scar. His thumb indeed felt an uneven area.

"Jared..." Melody instinctively tried to block his view, but Jared held down her hands and looked down. Her stomach skin was as white as snow.

There was a newly formed thin scar at that spot. Jared’s reaction slowed for a moment,

because his usually sharp mind wondered, what if Melody was that woman?

"How did you get hurt here?" Jared’s fingertips still rubbed that area, feeling a long scar, but it wasn’t deep, more like a swelling from an injury.

Melody followed his gaze. Even though she had undergone scar removal surgery, a trace remained. After Ivy’s outburst on the boat, worried, she had cut herself the night before last.

Previously, when Jared and she were intimate, he had kissed the spot, so it had a red mark, obscuring any visible scar.

"It... it seems swollen from your kisses." A light blush blossomed on Melody’s cheeks.

Jared: "..."

"Does it hurt?" Jared, not caring if she was clothed or not, picked her up in his arms.

"It doesn’t hurt now." Melody’s hand pressed against the wound. Thinking about Jared also having seen Sheryl Lancaster’s body made her jealous, and she spoke sourly, "So, is it not as nice as Sheryl Lancaster’s body?"

Jared: "..."

He couldn’t even remember Sheryl Lancaster’s body, or rather, he never thought about it that way. When Sheryl undressed, he looked at the skin on her stomach, wanting to know if she was that woman.