Melody Thorne sat still, waiting for Jared Quinn to send Ona away, but Jared's next words almost made her fall off her chair.
"If you want her consent, you have to show sincerity. Talking to me won't help."
"Master Jared, are you agreeing for me to formally become Melody Thorne's disciple?" Ona asked excitedly.
Jared Quinn did not deny it.
"Master, Master, look, your husband has agreed, won't you accept me already?"
Melody Thorne "..."
She stood up. "Weren't we supposed to be taking wedding photos? Hurry up, what are you staring at?"
"Yes, yes"
"Master Jared, please kiss madam on the forehead."
"Master Jared, could you please lift madam up?"
"Can I carry her on my back?"
"Master Jared, could you hold madam's hand and run across the street, then jump?"
"Master Jared, you'd better give madam a smile."
"Stop!"
An hour had passed, and Jared Quinn finally couldn't take it anymore. For the first time in his life, he had to listen to others.
