Pampered by My Secret Husband

Chapter 85: Chapter 85: What’s Wrong With the Hand?

Completely irrational, she looked at him as if he were a sworn enemy harboring a deep-seated hatred.

Thomas Shannon shoved her head away, and in the next second, Sophie Sullivan opened her mouth and bit him.

Her teeth clamped down hard on his palm, her eyes glinting with a defiant smile.

”Young Master!”

Seeing Thomas Shannon injured, Charlie River subconsciously raised his hand, ready to strike her with a knife-hand.

”Wait.”

Thomas Shannon stopped Charlie River, his voice as deep and chillingly cold as ever.

A flicker of confusion crossed Charlie River’s eyes. ”Young Master...”

His duty was to protect the Young Master, to prevent anyone from harming even a hair on his head. But now, the injury had already happened. Why was he still protecting this little maniac?

The doctor, having heard the commotion, hurried in with his medical box. ”Young Master, are you alright?”

Charlie River turned and growled, ”What are you standing there for? The sedative!”

The doctor nodded repeatedly. ”Yes, yes, yes...”

Sophie Sullivan, sensing the pressure, frowned and bit down even harder.

Blood from Thomas Shannon’s hand flowed down, staining her lips.

Her rose-like red lips became even more bewitching and dazzling.

Thomas Shannon knocked on her head with his other hand, his gaze cold and hard. ”Let go.”

The doctor prepared the sedative and immediately injected Sophie Sullivan. As the tranquilizer gradually entered her system, her frenzy slowly subsided.

Thomas Shannon seized the opportunity to pull his hand from her mouth.

It was bleeding freely.

With a slight frown, Thomas Shannon shot a cold glance at the collapsed Sophie Sullivan. ”Take her away.”

”Yes, Young Master!”

The man in black lifted Sophie Sullivan. After taking just two steps, he carefully asked, ”Young Master, should we take her back to the courtyard or to your bedroom?”

The little maniac had been staying in the Young Master’s bedroom these past few days, even sharing his bed. This was why the men in black were understandably puzzled.

”Bedroom.”

”Understood, Young Master!”

「Back in the main hall」

Thomas Shannon sat on the sofa while the doctor knelt at his feet, carefully treating the wound on his hand.

The butler approached to announce, ”Young Master, Young Master Guillen is here.”

The words had barely left his mouth when William Guillen strode in like a whirlwind. ”Shannon, I heard your little maniac fainted?”

Thomas Shannon was supposed to attend Fluffy Zane’s birthday banquet and had even asked William Guillen to go in his place. But unexpectedly, he had taken the little maniac as his companion instead. Rumor had it that this caused quite a stir. The biggest sensation was when his companion fainted at the banquet and got injured. Young Master Shannon’s expression had reportedly changed dramatically, and he immediately left, carrying the little maniac. The men in black he left behind meticulously checked the surveillance. Only after confirming that the maniac had fainted on her own and hadn’t been harmed by anyone else did they depart. Fluffy Zane’s birthday banquet had been thrown into chaos.

The elegant and handsome Young Master Guillen took a couple of steps forward, his eyes widening in shock. ”What happened to your hand?”

”Can’t you see for yourself?” Thomas Shannon snapped, his tone incredibly sharp, as if he’d swallowed gunpowder.

William Guillen, now an undeserving target of his ire, sat down on the sofa. ”How did you get hurt? Looking at this wound... don’t tell me a woman bit you?”

Thomas Shannon: ”...”

”And this woman... it wouldn’t happen to be the little maniac, would it?”

Thomas Shannon: ”...”

”Heh, then that’s not surprising at all,” Lan Singh chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement.

Young Master Guillen, if you don’t know how to hold a conversation, then just keep quiet! Charlie River grumbled inwardly. Can’t he see how dark our Young Master’s expression has become?

Once the wound was treated, Thomas Shannon turned his bandaged hand over and over, his gaze chilling. ”Are you trying to wrap a pig’s hoof?”

The doctor quickly lowered his head. ”Young Master, this is to better prevent the wound from getting infected.”