Pampered by My Secret Husband

Chapter 200: Chapter 200: Now, try saying a sentence.

Amelia Shaw bit her lips, grabbed Sophie Sullivan’s arm tightly, and spoke in an urgent and sharp voice, completely lacking her usual gentle tone, ”Maniac, are you deaf? Didn’t you hear me tell you to give Harry to me?”

So what if I heard?

Sophie coldly glanced at her, the unending malice in her eyes shooting towards her.

Amelia Shaw was unwilling to accept Sophie taking away all of Thomas Shannon’s attention, and now Sophie even wanted to snatch away the cat Thomas Shannon raised.

Harry had clearly been adopted when Amelia herself was still around two years ago. On what grounds should Harry follow Sophie now?

”Give Harry to me, or don’t blame me for getting rough!” Amelia Shaw reached out, looking as if she was about to get rough with Sophie.

Sophie raised her hand and, without hesitation, slapped Amelia Shaw’s face.

SMACK!

A crisp sound echoed.

This discordant and unfriendly sound attracted the attention of the servants.

Servants quickly ran out. Seeing the scene before them, they rushed forward to pull the two women apart.

”Let go of me! This is outrageous!”

Amelia Shaw, having come to her senses, tried to break free from the servants, intending to avenge the humiliation she had just suffered.

Sophie coldly watched Amelia Shaw go berserk. After giving her a mocking glance, Sophie withdrew her gaze and, carrying Harry in her arms, leisurely left.

She went to the flower garden to enjoy the sun.

Amelia Shaw covered her face, sobbing aggrievedly, ”That maniac has gone too far!”

”Miss Shaw, would you like to go to the medical office first?” a servant suggested.

”No, thank you.” Amelia Shaw took a deep breath and went upstairs.

Placing Harry on the round table in the flower garden, Sophie rested her head on the tabletop, occasionally scratching Harry’s furry little head with her hand.

Incredibly, Harry remained docile and didn’t make a sound, lazily starting to nap.

In the sunshine, with the vibrant flower garden as their backdrop, the girl and the cat formed an extremely harmonious and tranquil scene, one that was remarkably soothing to behold.

When the maid took a photo of this scene and sent it to Thomas Shannon, Thomas Shannon, who had just landed in Country A and was on his way to a very important meeting, saw the photo, and the corner of his mouth hooked up slightly.

”She certainly knows how to enjoy herself.”

Charlie River looked back, puzzled. ”Young Master, who are you talking about?”

Thomas Shannon glanced at him indifferently. ”What does it have to do with you?”

Charlie River: ”...”

It seemed the Young Master disdained him.

Dejectedly, he turned his head away and remained silent. The more one talks, the more mistakes one makes; the less said, the fewer errors!

”After the meeting, postpone the subsequent itinerary. I need to make time to visit Mother.”

”Yes, Young Master.” Charlie River immediately took out the itinerary and began making adjustments.

...

「Time flies.」

More than half a month had passed since her surgery. Sophie, who had been recuperating, was finally about to be able to speak again, following repeated examinations by the doctor.

Her recovery was excellent, greatly exceeding the doctor’s initial expectations, so she was now specially permitted to say a few simple words.

However, she could not strain her voice or speak too loudly.

”Alright, try to say something now. Pay attention to how your vocal cords feel—whether it hurts or if it’s a strain,” the doctor said, nodding to indicate she could begin.

Sophie wasn’t nervous at first, but the doctor’s serious expression managed to frighten her into becoming tense.

Her lips parted as she tried to speak. After struggling for a long time, she finally managed to utter a single word with great difficulty, ”I...”

A completely unfamiliar voice.

Sophie was deeply startled. The doctor, however, nodded in satisfaction, encouraging her.