Pampered by My Secret Husband

Chapter 350: Chapter 352: Be a well-behaved baby for me, understand?

The night was intoxicating.

After dinner, Sophie Sullivan locked herself in her bedroom.

She didn’t want to see Thomas Shannon with Amelia Shaw; she didn’t want to pollute her eyes.

She really couldn’t figure out Thomas’s thoughts. Towards her, he wasn’t exactly averse; he was especially infatuated with her body.

But his attitude towards Amelia Shaw was truly baffling.

Lying on the bed, she couldn’t fall asleep. The more she failed to sleep, the more depressed she became.

As her mood soured, she couldn’t resist cursing Thomas Shannon from head to toe in her mind.

CLICK.

The sound of the door lock turning made her look alertly towards the doorway.

Through the light spilling from the corridor, she saw the silhouette of a man walking in.

CLICK.

The crystal lamp flared with brilliant light. Sophie squeezed her eyes shut, the sudden glare stinging them.

”Waiting for me?” A faint smile touched the corner of Thomas Shannon’s lips.

Sophie took a moment for her eyes to adjust before opening them. ”Don’t be so shameless! Who’s waiting for you? I just wanted to see which stinking rascal was sneaking into my bedroom in the dead of night.”

The words ”stinking rascal” made the smile vanish abruptly from Young Master Shannon’s lips.

Expressionless, he lifted the silk quilt and his tall frame lay down.

Sophie shot up and pushed him. ”What do you think you’re doing? Who said you could sleep here?”

”Don’t fuss.”

”Who’s fussing with you? Thomas Shannon, get out!” Sophie pointed a finger towards the door, aggressively trying to shoo him out.

Thomas Shannon raised his arm, pressing her body back down. ”I’ll take you to the mountain top to see the sunrise tomorrow. Stop fussing and sleep.”

As he spoke, he picked up the remote and turned off the light.

In the darkness, Sophie curled her lip disdainfully. Who would want to go with him to the mountain top to watch the sunrise?

”Thomas Shannon, does Amelia Shaw know you snuck into my bedroom tonight?”

Isn’t he afraid of breaking Amelia Shaw’s heart?

Cuddling by the swimming pool in the afternoon, exchanging glances in the restaurant at night... and now, in the middle of the night, he comes to her?

What did he take her, Sophie Sullivan, for? A garbage dump?

Thomas Shannon closed his eyes, refusing to answer the question.

”Thomas Shannon, what do you take me for? A bed partner you can summon and dismiss at will?”

”...”

Sophie took a deep breath. ”If you don’t leave, I will. Until you’ve sent Amelia Shaw away, I don’t want to share a bed with you.”

She turned on the light and got up to leave.

Behind her, the man’s irate voice sounded, ”What exactly do you want?”

Sophie stopped but didn’t turn around. ”Why ask when you already know? You’re fully aware that Amelia Shaw is the crux of the problem, yet you feign ignorance. Thomas Shannon, do you take me for a fool?”

Thomas Shannon didn’t answer, retorting instead, ”Your face—you don’t want it treated anymore?”

Sophie: ”...”

Shameless! He just knew how to use her face to threaten her! And yet... he truly had her by her Achilles’ heel. Her face was her hope, her hope of finding herself again...

”I’ll give you ten seconds. Come back to bed.”

Sophie took a deep breath. Forget it. A wise person knows when to yield. She would endure!

She turned, lips pressed tightly, went back, and lay down beside him.

”Your body is so stiff. Planning to be a mummy?”

Sophie: ”...”

Thomas Shannon reached out, parting her sleep gown. ”Closer.”

Sophie fell silent and did as told.

”Maniac, you can raise hell within my boundaries. But outside them, you behave yourself. Understand?”