Sheryl Lancaster?
"Mrs. Quinn," the butler's face darkened slightly. "She came by herself, I didn't call her here, don't get mad, young master is in a coma now, there definitely won't be anything happening between them, I've been watching the whole time."
"What nonsense are you explaining?" Dr. Mo pushed the butler aside, speaking sarcastically, "Some women simply don't care whether Jared lives or dies, nor do they care if he is with other women.
She might even wish for him to be with someone else, so they can break up cleanly, and she can leave him far behind."
"What rubbish are you spouting?" The butler glared at Dr. Mo, then chimed in, "The little master likes Mrs. Quinn so much, if she leaves, the little master surely won't eat or drink again, and who knows how any new woman would treat the little master."
Melody Thorne felt an inexplicable pain in her heart, partly because of Timmy, and a small part due to Jared Quinn.
Jared fell into a coma because of her.
