funbook-pk Chapter 751: Spoiling His Wife Without Restraint
Chapter 751: Spoiling His Wife Without Restraint
Hans Montrose had deceived her too many times, so Melody Thorne was unsure whether his illness was real or fake,Melody Thorne didn’t know if Hans Montrose was lying to her or not!
Upon hearing this, Howard Seymour slightly furrowed his brows. He had heard about this matter before. He looked up and asked, "Do you have a way to save him?"
"I’ll give it a try," Stella Seymour said with determination.
"Dad, let her do it," Melody Thorne spoke up.
"Okay," Howard Seymour nodded in agreement.
Stella Seymour broke into a smile and said, "Thank you, Uncle."
After sending Howard Seymour and Sila off, Jared Quinn picked up his coat, held her small hand, and walked outside.
"Where are we going?"
"To buy you clothes,"
Melody Thorne said, "...I can still wear my clothes."
"No way. It will affect my daughter’s growth," Jared Quinn looked at the dress on her that outlined her feminine curves.
Melody Thorne was speechless, "..."
On the bustling commercial street, lined with international brands, Melody Thorne picked out a few outfits and compared them to herself, "Are these okay?"
All the clothes she picked were the latest in the season, lacy and figure-flattering.
She’s currently a popular rising star; even her outfits have to be on point, or she’d definitely be criticized for dressing tacky.
"No," Jared Quinn turned back, seriously scrutinizing the racks. He picked out a few outfits made of comfortable materials, none that looked fitted and all very loose.
"But I don’t want to wear them," Melody Thorne stepped back. As a classic actress, how could she wear clothes that didn’t show her figure? Moreover, she’s pregnant, but it hasn’t been announced yet, wearing such clothes out would definitely spark wild speculations.
"What are you thinking? These are for wearing at home," Jared Quinn swiped the card, took the items, and led her out.
Melody Thorne thought they were done, but Jared Quinn brought her to another place, to the famous designer Mina Shaw’s studio.
"Design a few sets of maternity clothes for her," Jared Quinn pushed Melody Thorne forward.
"Alright, how many sets?"
"Twenty sets," Jared Quinn casually named a number.
"Twenty sets?" Mina Shaw’s mouth dropped open, "It takes me three days to design one set. Even if I work non-stop, by then her belly would have grown, she wouldn’t be able to wear that many."
"No need for so many, five sets will do," Melody Thorne quickly intervened.
"Then just start designing. Once they are ready, have them sent to the villa. Keep designing until after she gives birth. Remember, the fabric must be comfortable."
Mina Shaw was speechless, "..."
"Any objections?"
"No...no," with your endless pampering of your wife, how could she dare to have objections?
Mina Shaw took her measurements and recorded her current waistline.
In the meantime, Jared Quinn received a call from Simon Sutton.
After finishing the call, Melody Thorne was done on her end too.
The two of them went to buy shoes.
Jared Quinn dropped Melody Thorne off at the Quinn Family home, brought all the things inside, and gave her a hug, "There are some things at the company I need to handle. Do you want to come with me?"
"No, I want to take a nap," Melody Thorne yawned, even though she had slept until ten, she was still very sleepy.
"Go then," Jared Quinn held her soft body, kissed her forehead, and turned to drive to the company.
Melody Thorne went upstairs, feeling something was strange. Her phone hadn’t rung since she fell asleep last night. She rummaged through the drawer and found it was turned off.