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Chapter 77: Regretting it Now? · Nov 12, 2026

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51 Chapter 51 Thomas Shannon you beast! 2026-11-12
52 Chapter 52: Don’t pretend to be nice to me, I don’t need it. 2026-11-12
53 Chapter 53: Go and accept the punishment herself! 2026-11-12
54 Chapter 54: No Acting Spoiled 2026-11-12
55 Chapter 55: If I didn’t tell you to stop, don’t stop 2026-11-12
56 Chapter 56: Can I Leave Now? 2026-11-12
57 Chapter 57: Kneel before me! 2026-11-12
58 Chapter 58: Little Maniac, Don’t Be Too Evil 2026-11-12
59 Chapter 59: I Am Your Woman 2026-11-12
60 Chapter 60: Young Master’s 2026-11-12
61 Chapter 61: Take the Medicine and Go Back to Sleep 2026-11-12
62 Chapter 62: How Dare You Talk Back? 2026-11-12
63 Chapter 63: Thomas Shannon, you are shameless! 2026-11-12
64 Chapter 64: Did You Eat an Explosive Medicine? 2026-11-12
65 Chapter 65: Who destroyed her face? 2026-11-12
66 Chapter 66: Is This All the Strength You Have? 2026-11-12
67 Chapter 67: Bad habits formed by being accustomed 2026-11-12
68 Chapter 68: Finally able to leave 2026-11-12
69 Chapter 69: The little maniac ran away, hurry and find him! 2026-11-12
70 Chapter 70: You said, Young Master asked me to come over and accompany him? 2026-11-12
71 Chapter 71: She doesn’t cause trouble even if she doesn’t eat or drink for a day? 2026-11-12
72 Chapter 72: Maniac, Young Master Wants to See You 2026-11-12
73 Chapter 73: Want to Crush Her? 2026-11-12
74 Chapter 74: You’ve used it, and now you want me to use it? 2026-11-12
75 Chapter 75: Hold It in if You Can’t Accept 2026-11-12
76 Chapter 76: Her Character of Taking Revenge for Even the Smallest Grievance 2026-11-12
77 Chapter 77: Regretting it Now? 2026-11-12
78 Chapter 78: Will she become our mistress? 2026-11-12
79 Chapter 79: Your Time to Die is Approaching 2026-11-12
80 Chapter 80: The Little Madman Faints! 2026-11-12
81 Chapter 81: Can’t remember anything at all... 2026-11-12
82 Chapter 82: You didn’t fall in love with me, did you? 2026-11-12
83 Chapter 83: Young Master, something’s wrong with the Young Master! 2026-11-12
84 Chapter 84: Do You Know Who I Am? 2026-11-12
85 Chapter 85: What’s Wrong With the Hand? 2026-11-12
86 Chapter 86: Hold the tea and give thanks. 2026-11-12
87 Chapter 87: Thought She Was Fearless of Heaven and Earth 2026-11-12
88 Chapter 88 Amelia Shaw, Miss Shaw 2026-11-12
89 Chapter 89: Don’t Be Deceived By Her Appearance 2026-11-12
90 Chapter 90: Acting Like a Mistress 2026-11-12
91 Chapter 91: Thomas Shannon, how have you been in these two years since we last met? 2026-11-12
92 Chapter 92: So, how to explain this woman...? 2026-11-12
93 Chapter 93: Are you heartbroken now? 2026-11-12
94 Chapter 94: Teaching You What Rules Are 2026-11-12
95 Chapter 95: Thomas Shannon, you bastard! 2026-11-12
96 Chapter 96: Thomas Shannon, You Are Mine 2026-11-12
97 Chapter 97: How Did You End Up Here? 2026-11-12
98 Chapter 98: Are you angry with me? 2026-11-12
99 Chapter 99: I can’t just watch her hurt you 2026-11-12
100 Chapter 100: Dare to talk back? 2026-11-12

Chapter 77: Chapter 77: Regretting it Now?

After hearing Sophie’s words, the maid quickly kowtowed and cried, ”Young Master, we know we were wrong. Please don’t drive us away!”

”Young Master, once unfaithful, always unreliable.” Sophie added fuel to the fire, as if fearing the matter wasn’t serious enough.

”Charlie River.”

Standing aside, Charlie River stepped forward. ”Young Master, your orders.”

”Get a horse whip for her.”

”Yes.”

It was a horse whip from inside the castle, specifically used for punishment.

Each lash on the skin would invariably split it open, leaving flesh crushed and mangled.

Sophie was satisfied. She took the horse whip, weighed it in her hand, and remarked, ”Quite something.”

The maids trembled, prostrating themselves on the ground.

CRACK.

The horse whip struck the ground, letting out a crisp sound that made one’s blood boil.

Sophie savored the intoxicating pleasure of controlling others’ fates. The horse whip in her hand was no longer just a whip for punishment.

It was a scepter that could alter destinies.

The two maidens trembled all over. Sophie lowered her head. ”Do you regret it now?”

”We... we regret it...”

”Too late.”

Sophie’s expression was cold, her bewitching eyes shimmering with a cold light.

The two servants shuddered, biting their lips hard, not daring to let any cry of pain escape.

This time, Sophie did not intend to let them off easily; she wanted them to remember this lesson.

It would be best if they seared it into their hearts, never daring to make the same mistake for the rest of their lives.

Tossing the horse whip back to Charlie River, Sophie turned to Thomas Shannon and said obediently, ”Young Master, I’m going upstairs to take a bath.”

The stern man nodded slightly.

With light steps, Sophie went upstairs.

She believed that after tonight, this incident would serve as a warning to those who wished to trip her up and torment her.

She, Sophie Sullivan, held grudges!

The best way to get along was not to become her enemy.

She didn’t actively seek trouble, but if trouble came knocking, she wouldn’t shy away from it.

Thomas Shannon propped his head on one hand, scratching Harry’s chin with the other. His cold eyes gazed at the two shivering maidens. ”Take them out.”

”Yes, Young Master!”

The luxurious main hall returned to silence.

In the bath chamber, steam rose.

Sophie soaked contentedly in the bathtub. The warm water washed away her fatigue, and her whole body felt comfortable and refreshed.

Her mood was unusually pleasant.

Indeed, only by venting that stifling feeling in her chest could she feel truly happy again.

...

Coming out of the bath chamber, Sophie saw the man, who had returned at some unknown point.

Thomas Shannon poured a glass of red wine and was sipping it. ”Did you take your medicine on time?”

”What medicine?”

Thomas Shannon was clearly displeased by her dismissiveness. ”The medicine the doctor prescribed for your throat. Did you take it on time?”

She would have liked to take it on time, but she also needed to have the opportunity.

Rolling her eyes inelegantly, Sophie sat down on the sofa. ”I didn’t have a chance to.”

”Was it no opportunity, or no desire to take it?”

Hearing her hoarse and rough voice always dampened his mood.

Thomas Shannon simply wanted this awful voice of hers to heal as soon as possible, purely for his own sake.

”I’m not stupid. Why wouldn’t I want to take it? Besides, this awful voice—if you can’t stand it, I can’t stand it myself even more.”

Who would make things difficult for their better self?

Unless their brain had been kicked by a donkey!

Thomas Shannon’s eyebrow tips twitched slightly. She has a point.

Taking a sip of red wine, he bent down, his thin lips pressing against her red lips.

Sophie’s eyes widened. What is he trying to do?

A mere taste, then he withdrew.

Sophie clenched her small fists in anger and swung at his punchable face. Thomas Shannon calmly caught her fist.

His broad palm enveloped her small fist.

”Your reward.”

”Shut up!”

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