Melody Thorne stirred the crab meat in her mouth, feeling a bit nauseous from eating too much. When she saw Ivy come in, she raised an eyebrow indifferently, swallowed it down, and nudged Jared Quinn's white shirt with her foot, urging, "Hurry up, hurry up."
Jared Quinn turned his head, not looking pleased. This woman dared to nudge his clothes with her foot!
"Am I gentle, or is he?" Jared leaned over, questioning in a deep voice.
Melody Thorne thought for a few seconds and then pointed to the expensive marble table nearby, "Go feel if that thing is cold and hard."
Jared Quinn "!!!"
Ungrateful!
"Mr. Quinn," Ivy said, trembling with anger, unable to hold back her voice,
How could such a noble man like Jared Quinn allow a woman to rub her clothes with her feet, let alone peel things by himself!!!
"Is there something you need?" Jared Quinn's handsome face was full of gloom.
