The expression on her little face wasn't very good. "Jared Quinn, I'm seriously worried that if you keep getting injured like this, wouldn't you be riddled with ailments when you're older? Then, wouldn't I, a woman, have to take care of you?
Taking care of you is one thing, but if by any bad luck you suddenly pass away, won't I become a widow?
Being a widow doesn't matter, I'm just afraid that by then I'd be too lonely and might end up cheating on you,
I think I really need to reconsider whether or not to make our relationship public."
Jared Quinn's eyelid twitched slightly. His large hand held her in place, and he gritted his teeth while glaring at her mouth that seemed to be asking for trouble. "Don't worry, even if I'm plagued by illnesses, I can still grow old with you, and taking care of you will be a piece of cake."
Melody Thorne's ears turned red in an instant, yet she could hear another meaning in Jared Quinn's words.
