My Super Sassy Dad: Stop Running Away, Mrs. Quinn!-Chapter 527 - 528: Is the Commotion Really That Intense?

Right now, no matter what she stands up and says, those people will insist that she’s the murderer. What’s more, Sheryl Lancaster had a lot of fans before, and now these fans are demanding everywhere for Melody Thorne to be dealt with.

The Quinn Family is under the most pressure.

Unless Sheryl Lancaster isn’t dead.

Luna Lancaster can’t die now.

Melody Thorne dialed Leon Rivers’ phone number.

"Leon,"

"Leon Rivers, did Luna Lancaster die after falling from the upstairs?" What Melody Thorne feared most was this.

If she died, Nina King would never be able to clear her name.

"There’s no news from the hospital yet. The fact that there’s been no news for so long suggests that woman might still be in resuscitation," Leon Rivers analyzed. "However, even if she’s not dead, she won’t hold on. She might just be hanging by a thread."

"Leon Rivers, I know you’re very skilled in medicine, you’re a miracle doctor, no one’s medical skills can match yours,"

Leon Rivers, suddenly being praised by a woman who always despised him, felt a bit delighted, "So you finally admit my medical skills are great, huh?"

"I’ve always thought you were a miracle doctor, it’s just you never showed your skills in front of me. Luna Lancaster is in the hospital now. If you save her, I’ll have Jared Quinn make you a miracle doctor plaque, and I won’t call you a mediocre doctor ever again."

Leon Rivers "..."

Such an obvious trap.

"Are you going or not?" Melody Thorne lost her patience. "If you’re not going, I’ll tell everyone you’re a mediocre doctor, and then I’ll have a miracle doctor plaque made for Dr. Mo."

Leon Rivers "...No way, the plaque is mine."

He and Dr. Mo are rivals. How can he let the other party triumph?

"Then I’ll wait for your news." Melody Thorne hung up the phone.

Leon Rivers "..." Damn it!

Nighttime.

Jared Quinn still hadn’t come back very late, Melody Thorne didn’t have much appetite for dinner, and Leon Rivers still hadn’t sent any news. She was cooped up here, feeling quite frantic.

From outside came the sound of footsteps. Jared Quinn walked into the hall, taking off his coat as he walked.

"Jared," Melody Thorne, who originally had no energy, rushed over.

"Why aren’t you asleep?" Jared Quinn caught her small figure rushing over and casually picked her up, striding over to the sofa.

She was wearing only a thin camisole nightdress, soft and comfortable in his arms.

"I can’t sleep," Melody Thorne hooked her hand around his neck. "So, how is it outside now? Is it chaotic?"

"Don’t worry," Jared Quinn said, holding her as he sat down.

Right now, the Quinn Group had a large crowd gathered day and night, which is why he only got back now, and he couldn’t expose Melody Thorne’s whereabouts.

"Have you eaten?" Melody Thorne lifted her head.

"No."

"Then I’ll cook. What do you want to eat?" Melody Thorne also felt a bit hungry.

"Noodles."

In the kitchen, Melody Thorne opened the fridge, took out some vegetables, and started to make spaghetti, which both she and Jared Quinn liked.

Jared Quinn’s tall and strong figure leaned against the kitchen door, his captivating dark eyes staring at the busy little woman inside, a faint smile playing on his lips. This warmth was something he always lacked since childhood, and Melody Thorne gave him this feeling.

A very reassuring feeling.

Walking over, Jared Quinn couldn’t help but embrace her again, his broad chest pressing tightly against her back.

"It’s almost ready," Melody Thorne turned her head and chuckled softly.

She soon turned off the heat and served the noodles.

Jared Quinn actively took the two plates of noodles and carried them out.