weddingnovel Chapter 732: Not a Good Person
Chapter 732: Not a Good Person
Quinn Villa.Melody Thorne comfortably lay in the white, foamy bathtub, savoring a rare moment. Ever since she got pregnant, both Dr. Mo and Jared Quinn had forbidden her from taking baths in the tub at home, saying the baby would feel suffocated.
"Splash," the bathroom door opened, and Jared Quinn stood outside. He had just showered downstairs, water droplets still clinging to his dark hair, his loosely tied bathrobe revealing well-defined muscles and bronze skin.
His sculpted physique drove women wild,
holding a snow-white towel in his hand. "Alright, time’s up, come on out."
"Can’t I soak a little longer?" Melody Thorne turned her head, pouting playfully, "It feels so nice."
Her coy voice made Jared Quinn’s eardrums tingle, but he still plunged his hands into the tub, lifting her out and placing her under the adjusted shower, his hands gliding over her, washing away the white bubbles,
as if he were cleansing a fine piece of warm jade, smooth to the touch, her fair skin gradually emerging, stark naked...
Jared Quinn squeezed his eyes shut tightly, his movements quickened, rinsing her off and wrapping her in a towel, then carrying her out of the bathroom with brisk strides.
Reaching the bed, Jared Quinn parted her legs with some impatience, his lips landing on Melody Thorne’s skin, ravaging.
"Jared Quinn, are you going to do this or not? Stop torturing me, please? It’s worse teasing me like this without going all the way," Melody Thorne’s face flushed, feeling teased and uncomfortable.
A buzzing sound erupted, something exploded in Jared Quinn’s mind. Looking down at the intimate point of contact, a few thoughts flashed in his usually sharp mind,
not yet three months, not yet three months...
Enduring for the sake of his daughter...
"Be good, you sleep first, I’m going out for a smoke," Jared Quinn folded her legs back together, rolling off the bed.
"Pff," Melody Thorne couldn’t help but chuckle softly,
The phone on the bedside table beeped several times, and Melody Thorne answered, hearing Nina King’s urgent voice, "Melody, we’ve been set up. Quickly, check the news, it’s about Howie. It’s saying that a somewhat famous male actor has been caught using drugs, and even his top boss is no good, publicly harming artists."
"Is it about what happened in the bar today?" Melody Thorne gathered her bathrobe around her.
"Yes, who knows if that woman teamed up with others to deliberately frame us. It’s my fault for not checking thoroughly before telling you."
Knowing she should have clarified first, though Melody Thorne’s position is strong now, it’s hard to avoid attacks from behind the scenes in the entertainment industry. Not all artists come from wealthy backgrounds, and they often suffer from covert attacks.
"Don’t panic, let me check,"
Melody Thorne hung up the call and opened the news. The headline stated a boss at a certain artist agency harmed young actors, taking them to bars to do drugs, and every artist under their banner was caught up in it, played as gambling tokens or forced to sleep around!
The photos below were taken secretly, the dim lighting obscuring everything, which only made things seem more questionable.
One media outlet reported this, and the rest quickly followed suit.
Some were even speculating about her identity.
[Doesn’t the woman with the files look like that nation’s little vixen who was repeatedly popular?]