"That day you told me to leave and never come back, so why are you looking for me now? What is your purpose?"
Thomas Shannon lifted his hand, pinched his high nose bridge, "What other purpose could there be, just struck by lovesickness..."
Just struck by lovesickness.
This lovesickness... only she can cure.
The softest part of the heart was hit by the words ’lovesickness’, suddenly tingling coldly.
Sophie Sullivan expressed a soft complaint, "Come on up."
"At your service."
Thomas Shannon’s sexy thin lips curled into a happy arc, he hung up the phone immediately and signaled the man in black to drive.
The fleet moved slowly along the mountain road.
In the grand castle hall, Sophie was sitting on the sofa, Gaby was lying beside her with its head resting on her legs.
Enjoying the master’s gentle head strokes.
"Miss Cecilia Branford, Thomas Shannon is here." The butler stepped forward quickly, bowing his head respectfully to report.
As soon as the words fell, the man’s stable and rhythmic footsteps gradually approached from a distance.
"Meow~" Harry, nestled in Thomas Shannon’s embrace, poked out its head and let out a howl.
Gaby swiftly raised its head from Sophie’s legs, its tiger eyes locked precisely on Harry.
As soon as Harry saw Gaby, its nemesis, it immediately curled into a ball, trembling timidly hiding in the master’s embrace.
Thomas Shannon’s eyes landed on the dazzling woman in a black silk robe, lounging lazily on the sofa.
Her beauty, carrying a soul-stirring allure, was impossible to ignore and even harder to resist.
Thomas Shannon held a smile, stood before her, looking down upon her from a height, "Seeing me, there’s nothing you want to say?"
"What do you want me to say?"
"For instance, calling me your husband."
Sophie lifted her head, shot him a glance, "Shameless."
Harry in the embrace had already started howling in distress, Gaby stood up from the sofa, eyeing the unfortunate Harry with predator intent.
Thomas Shannon found Harry annoying, so he casually tossed it aside, "Go play by yourself."
Gaby seemed to spot its prey, quickly darting out, biting onto Harry, wagging its big head.
Harry, caught in the mouth, was swung around in dizzying circles, wailing continuously.
Sophie placed a hand on her forehead, "Gaby, don’t overdo it."
Gaby turned its head, glanced at Sophie, held Harry, and ran away, disappearing in no time.
Sophie looked in the direction Gaby vanished, then tilted her head up to the ever-indifferent man, "Aren’t you worried about Harry?"
Thomas Shannon raised his hand, unbuttoned two shirt buttons, the corner of his lips hinting at a faint arc, "You should worry about yourself first."
What does ’worry about yourself first’ mean, when the place he’s standing now is her territory.
Does he intend to run wild in her territory?
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"Miss me, hmm?"
"Don’t miss you."
"Really don’t miss?"
"Don’t miss you."
"Not even a bit?"
"Not even a bit."
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