Melody Thorne stood up from the sofa, crossing her arms, her lively black pupils fixed on the man in front of her.
The word 'jealous' brought a glint of darkness to the man's eyes.
Him, get jealous?
Jared Quinn strode forward, his large hand wrapping around her waist, pulling her to him, "Don't forget your identity as Mrs. Quinn, openly being intimate with another man is nothing short of a slap in my face."
Moreover, she was not only lying on Hans Montrose's back but laughing so happily, something he never saw in front of him.
Even when he did see her smile, it was fake!
"Smile for me," Jared Quinn suddenly pinched her jaw, angrily glaring at her.
Melody Thorne looked at him seriously, "I can't smile."
"You must smile," Jared Quinn, always domineering, demanding whatever he wanted, nobody dared to defy him.
"Hehe..." Melody Thorne gave a forced smile, revealing eight neat white teeth.
