Pampered by My Secret Husband

Chapter 285: Chapter 287: Why did they ask Amelia Shaw to come?

Amelia Shaw’s face changed drastically. She anxiously took a few steps forward and, losing her composure, grabbed Charlie River’s arm. ”What happened to Thomas? Is he injured?”

Charlie River’s brows furrowed slightly, his gaze shifting downward to the hand she was clutching.

Realizing her lapse in composure, Amelia Shaw apologetically let go of his hand. ”Charlie River, please tell me, is Thomas really injured?”

”Yes,” he replied.

Thomas Shannon was injured?

Deep concern filled Amelia Shaw’s eyes. ”Is it serious? Doesn’t he have bodyguards? How did he get hurt?”

One question after another bombarded him.

Charlie River merely said evasively, ”The Young Master is resting now, Miss Shaw. It’s not a good time to disturb him.”

With that, he turned and walked away.

Amelia Shaw watched Charlie River’s retreating figure. What did he mean, it wasn’t a good time for *her* to disturb him?

Could it be... that maniac was in the medical office?

It had to be because that maniac was there that Charlie River had said that to her.

Heh, how ridiculous.

Had that maniac really become the mistress of the house?

Why, just because that maniac was there, was she, Amelia Shaw, not allowed to go?

Amelia Shaw strode forward, quickly catching up with Charlie River, and followed him all the way to the medical office.

Charlie River looked at her, his expression impassive and his tone serious. ”Miss Shaw, I believe I made it quite clear to you just now that the Young Master cannot be disturbed at this time.”

”Thomas is injured! I won’t be at ease until I see him. Just let me take one look. I won’t disturb him!”

Charlie River appeared to be in a difficult position.

Amelia Shaw clasped her hands together, pleading, ”Please, Charlie River. You said yourself that Thomas is resting. I just want to see him for a moment—just one look. I promise I won’t disturb his rest.”

After some consideration, Charlie River reluctantly nodded. ”Alright, Miss Shaw. Please don’t say anything. Just a quick look.”

”Thank you, Charlie River!” A wide, sincere smile bloomed at the corners of Amelia Shaw’s lips.

Charlie River led her to the room where Thomas Shannon was. In the corridor, a man in black stood guard, his face impassive. Charlie River raised a hand to signal him.

The man in black stepped back a few paces, and Charlie River cautiously pushed the door open.

He waved a hand, beckoning her to approach quietly.

Amelia Shaw moved to Charlie River’s side, poked her head into the room, and the moment she glanced inside, her pupils contracted sharply.

What kind of scene was this?

Thomas Shannon and that maniac were nestled together, sleeping peacefully in each other’s arms. The atmosphere was harmonious and beautiful.

The disfigured half of the maniac’s face was pillowed on Thomas Shannon’s arm. The exposed other half, fair and flawless, was exquisitely beautiful and smooth. It was hard to tear one’s eyes away.

Vaguely, beneath the quilt, one could see the layers of gauze wrapped around Thomas Shannon, already stained crimson with blood.

Charlie River closed the door and led Amelia Shaw out of the medical office.

”Miss Shaw, you’ve seen the Young Master. Please leave now.”

Amelia Shaw left the medical office, dazed and distraught. Thomas Shannon, oh Thomas Shannon, what kind of love potion did that maniac feed you that makes you dote on such an ugly woman so much!

In what way was she, Amelia Shaw, inferior to that hideous woman?

「Inside the room」

The door had just closed, and the sound of footsteps in the corridor was gradually fading away. Sophie Sullivan opened her eyes. She raised her hand and poked Thomas Shannon’s handsome face with her index finger. ”Why did you let Amelia Shaw come over?”

Thomas Shannon’s eyes remained closed, as if he were asleep.

Sophie glanced at his wound, pondered for a moment, then decided to let it be.

If he didn’t want to talk about it, fine.

It was just... when would George Stanford be found?

Hopefully, George Stanford was safe and sound...

If anything happened to George Stanford, it would undoubtedly be because she had implicated him.