Pampered by My Secret Husband

The man’s dry, warm big palm grabbed her foot. Sophie Sullivan struggled twice, but didn’t break free. She snapped, "Thomas Shannon, what are you up to now?"

The next second, she saw the man gradually lower his head and gently land a kiss on the top of her foot.

Sophie Sullivan’s delicate, tiny toes curled up. She grumbled twice, "Thomas Shannon, what’s wrong with you?"

Not normal...

Way too not normal.

A man who’d always been aloof and above everyone else, looking down on the world like a king, was now lowering that proud head of his, devoutly kissing the top of her foot.

He’d always been arrogant to the extreme; that head of his had never liked anyone looking down on him.

Unless he was willing to.

Thomas Shannon smiled faintly, slowly lifting his eyelids. "Later you’ll understand."

This ankle chain, once it’s on, it’s not coming off.

Sophie Sullivan’s brows knit slightly. Before she could think it through, her body was yanked hard into his embrace.

He gently stroked her spine with one hand. "Fennie, you have to be a well-behaved baby, okay?"

Thomas Shannon didn’t stay long. Before Sophie Sullivan could react, he left.

Sophie Sullivan kept feeling there was something off about him, but for a while she couldn’t put her finger on it, until...

Sophie Sullivan was furious and called Thomas Shannon. "Thomas Shannon! You did it on purpose, didn’t you?"

"Little Treasure, what are you talking about?"

"The ankle chain!"

Thomas Shannon moved the mobile phone a little away so she could clearly hear the airport broadcast. "Little Treasure, I’m about to board the airplane back to Country, so, sorry."

"Thomas Shannon, if you dare leave, I’ll never forgive you!"

"Little Treasure, not talking anymore, I’m hanging up."

Sophie Sullivan, seething, slammed the mobile phone onto the sofa, grabbed a cushion with one hand and pounded it twice, hard. "Damn Thomas Shannon!"

Thomas Shannon, who had boarded the private jet, was holding Harry, who’d been bullied by Gaby and was now cowering into a little ball. In quite a good mood, he smoothed the clump of tangled fur on its little head. "Poor little thing, we’re going home."

"Meow." Harry let out a weak cry.

Master, can you please grow a brain!

I almost lost my life in that big cat’s mouth!

...

Hospital.

After staying in the hospital for three days, on the fourth morning, Fluffy Zane was discharged.

Mrs. Zane and Mr. Zane both came to take her home. After what had happened, Mr. Zane and Mrs. Zane doted on Fluffy Zane even more.

The two of them did their best not to mention that incident, and certainly didn’t tell her anything about the storm outside.

Since the day she was sent into the hospital, William Guillen had been coming to see her inside hospital every day.

Without exception, he was driven away by Mrs. Zane every time.

Even so, William Guillen’s resolve couldn’t be worn down. Even if he couldn’t stay at her bedside, couldn’t stand at the ward entrance, he would always stand far away in the corridor.

Just standing there, from a distance, looking in the direction of her ward.

Since the hotel incident broke out, it wasn’t just Fluffy Zane who was in pain; William Guillen was suffering too.

He was trapped in a deep abyss of self‑blame and guilt, unable to pull himself out.

When Fluffy Zane came out of the ward together with Mrs. Zane and Mr. Zane, William Guillen saw her from afar. He took a few steps forward, then suddenly thought of something and stopped dead.

Their gazes met unexpectedly in the sky.

William Guillen’s eye color was heavy with pain; Fluffy Zane’s eye color was cold and still, like a dead pond with no sign of life.

His thin lips parted slightly, wanting to say something, but his throat felt stuck; not a phone came out.

Mrs. Zane snorted coldly and held onto Fluffy Zane’s arm. "Fluffy, let’s go."

"Mm." Fluffy Zane withdrew her gaze and followed Mr. Zane and Mrs. Zane into the elevator.

William Guillen chased up to the elevator, watching helplessly as the elevator door shut right in front of him, cutting her off from him.

"Fluffy..."

As the elevator door shut, he finally rasped out her name.

It was just a pity she couldn’t hear it.

She couldn’t hear it anymore...

Fluffy, I’m sorry.

Back at the Zane Family, Mr. Zane and Mrs. Zane personally escorted Fluffy Zane to the bedroom.

After the incident that day, the servant had already cleaned the bath chamber until it was spotless; there wasn’t a single drop of blood to be seen anymore.

The air was filled with the fresh scent of flowers.

Mrs. Zane held her in her embrace. "Fluffy, you must never do anything foolish again. Your Dad and I only have you, understand?"

"Don’t worry, Mother, I’ve already thought it through."

"That’s good, that’s good..." Mrs. Zane nodded and wiped away her tears. "Your body is weak. Mother will go stew some soup to nourish you properly."

Mrs. Zane left the bedroom, and Mr. Zane patted the sofa. "Fluffy, sit with Dad and chat for a while."

Fluffy Zane sat down. Mr. Zane looked at her with a face full of fatherly love. "Fluffy, you’ve always been Dad’s pride. Dad knows you won’t let Dad down, right?"

But... she had already let them down once.

Looking at her father’s trusting gaze, Fluffy Zane gradually nodded, her eye socket turning red. "Mm."

"Dad has bought real estate property for you overseas; you can go there to relax a bit..."

Before Mr. Zane could finish, Fluffy Zane cut him off. "Dad, I don’t want to go abroad."

Don’t want to go abroad?

Worry surfaced on Mr. Zane’s face. The public opinion in the country right now was very unfavorable to her.

Saying she and Harrison Moore were the same kind of people.

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