Seeing that the elevator was about to go down, lody Thorne felt uneasy wearing a mask, so she quickly pulled her hair forward and took out another mask to cover Jared Quinn’s attention-grabbing face.
"I want one too!" Timmy moved his face over, determined not to let them think they could wear couple masks without him noticing. He wanted three matching masks for the family!
"Ding," the elevator opened.
The three of them walked out of the elevator, instantly causing a gasp. A few days ago, it was Quinn CEO and lody Thorne showing off their affection, and now they had turned into a family of three flaunting their togetherness.
This was practically torture for singles.
Moreover, walking together, this family of three looked remarkably harmonious and beautiful, warm even.
The corners of Timmy’s lips curled into a slight smile beneath the mask; even he felt happy.
His dad was on his right, and lody Thorne was on his left.
"Doesn’t it feel happy walking together as a family of three? Don’t you wish to have more opportunities like this in the future, to go wherever you want openly?" Jared Quinn picked up his son, starting his usual playful banter with sches to trap his son.
"You’re trying to trick again," Timmy was clearly not falling for Jared Quinn’s tricks.
"Oh really," Jared Quinn’s gaze landed on lody Thorne. "Then in the future, you’ll only be able to sneak around shopping, without anyone finding out, or letting anyone know about lody Thorne’s connection to the Quinn Family."
Timmy wore a frustrated expression, clearly not wanting to fall into his dad’s trap, but what could he do?
"What do you want to do?" Timmy looked up.
He wanted lody Thorne to stay with him, always by his side.
"From now on, you should call her ’Mommy’ instead of ’lody.’ Can you do that?"
lody would be exclusively his in the future; even their son couldn’t call her ’lody’!
Timmy turned his head, "I’ll think about it."
Jared Quinn put him down, holding lody Thorne’s hand, while Timmy automatically held lody’s other hand. Originally intending to quietly distance herself and the father-son duo while shopping, lody Thorne found herself sandwiched in the middle.
What was initially intended to be low-key now beca exceptionally high-profile.
"Let go of , you two walk in front," lody Thorne anxiously tried to retract her hand.
But the two n holding her hands, one big and one small, had no intention of letting go.
Both outside and inside the supermarket, curious gazes were constantly drawn to them.
"Timmy, quickly decide what to buy," lody Thorne urged, "let’s finish and head back quickly."
Without a word, Timmy went to pick out a bunch of dostic snacks he’d never tried before; he’d previously only had imported ones, which weren’t tasty at all.
"Trash," Jared Quinn frowned, staring at the pile of snacks Timmy tossed into the shopping cart.
"It’s fine to have so once in a while," lody Thorne diated.
"I also want to eat this," Timmy pointed at the little fish marinated in chili oil, looking quite appetizing.
This was one of lody Thorne’s favorite snacks; she loved spicy food, the hotter the better.
"Buy two boxes," lody Thorne reached out and grabbed two boxes.
"You can’t eat this," Jared Quinn expressed deep disdain, especially for this kind of food, which didn’t even have packaging; it was displayed in a glass cabinet, totally unhygienic.
"These can be eaten," lody Thorne put them into the shopping cart, "Timmy and I will eat them, you don’t have to."
She nearly forgot Jared Quinn didn’t eat spicy food.
"It’s made from dead fish from the river and might upset your stomach," Jared Quinn pretended to take them out.
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