Pampered by My Secret Husband

Thomas?

In the end, she’s still different from Cheryl Chew, same people, different fates!

Clearly they are sisters, why is Mrs. Shannon treating her and Cheryl Chew so differently?

Raina Bell lowered her head, with a slight smile, concealing the hatred deep in her eyes, "Yes, I know."

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Country F.

Sophie Sullivan had just returned to Onassis Old Castle when a servant came to report.

"Miss Cecilia Branford, someone claiming to be Thomas Shannon is here to see you."

After doing a complete overhaul among the servants and family servants inside the castle, Sophie still trusts these servants.

Seeing the servant’s cautious inquiry look, she frowned, "Thomas Shannon?"

Wasn’t he told to leave and not come back? Now why is he coming running onto her territory?

Gabby was pacing circles around Sophie, howling irritably, the sound was chilling.

"Gabby, are you angry?" Sophie patted Gabby’s big head, Gabby paused, rubbing its head against her palm, its bright tiger eyes staring at her.

It seemed to be telling her that she had abandoned it once, and she couldn’t leave it again.

"Fine, then we won’t see him." Sophie patted Gabby’s head, soothing it.

Sophie arrived at the SPA room, and let the masseuse start a full-body SPA for her, paying no mind to the visiting Thomas Shannon.

At the foot of the mountain of Onassis Old Castle, in front of the grand gate.

The black Bentley motorcade was being blocked at the doorway.

Charlie River raised his hand to check the time, it had already been over an hour, he glanced through the rearview mirror at his consistently silent Young Master.

"Young Master, should we keep waiting?"

The guards at the door had just conveyed the message in person, saying Miss Cecilia Branford will not see guests and asked them to leave.

Yet his Young Master insisted on waiting here, waiting for over an hour.

Thomas Shannon absent-mindedly stroked Harry’s fur, languidly raising his eyelids, "If not, then what?"

The purpose of his trip was to find Sophie Sullivan and firmly put the ankle chain on her.

He had long expected that she wouldn’t easily see him, so Thomas Shannon was prepared to be rejected early in the morning.

"Young Master, I spoke out of turn." Charlie River bowed his head, self-reflecting.

Sophie came out of the SPA room, a servant was following closely behind her, "Miss Cecilia Branford, Thomas Shannon is still waiting at the foot of the mountain, the guards can’t drive him away. What do you think we should do?"

Sophie paused in her step, Thomas Shannon is still there?

"How long has he been waiting?"

"Replying to Miss Cecilia Branford, he’s been waiting for about four hours."

Just then, Sophie’s mobile phone rang, she took it out and looked at it, the corners of her red lips slightly curled, "What’s up?"

Thomas Shannon’s deep voice, untraceable of joy or anger, "How long are you planning on leaving me hanging?"

"You guess."

"I can’t guess, just tell me directly."

"No fun~."

"I direct all my fun~ to another place, aren’t you the one most aware?"

Sophie clasped the phone, quickened her pace, leaving the servant behind a distance, her brows furrowed slightly, irritated, "Thomas Shannon, can you not be a rascal for even one day?"

"A day without seeing you is a day not happy for me. Make those people move aside, I need to see you."

"Beg me." Sophie’s eyes and brows were all filled with laughter, he didn’t expect this day for himself, did he?

The taste of being shut out, it must be the first time Young Master Shannon experienced it.

Thomas Shannon responded easily, his magnetic voice tender as water, "I’m begging you, Little Treasure."

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