Pampered by My Secret Husband

Chapter 444: Chapter 446: Bring the Maniac Back

Sophie Sullivan hung her head in annoyance and frustration, realizing he truly had a firm grip on her vital weakness.

She left the medical office and returned to the castle.

She locked herself in her bedroom, listlessly lying on the bed.

Damn Thomas Shannon! How hateful!

If I had known, I wouldn’t have acted so impulsively or defied Thomas Shannon now.

With a sudden sit-up, she got out of bed and quickly ran into the restroom.

In the mirror, some of the scabs on her face had already fallen off, revealing pink scars.

Although these pink scars couldn’t compare to a flawless complexion, they were a world of difference from the previous ugly sight of crisscrossing scars.

She was very satisfied with the results of the surgery. I believe George Stanford will restore my appearance, just as he promised.

But now... George Stanford has disappeared.

And I can’t figure out Thomas Shannon’s intentions either.

He’s always liked to threaten me. This time, he’ll probably use George Stanford to make me submit.

To show her determination to heal her face, Sophie Sullivan moved into the medical office.

Despite the strong objections from the doctor and nurses, she stubbornly picked a room and settled in.

The next day, while living in the medical office, she heard from the nurses that Thomas Shannon had returned.

Ha ha, so he’s back from his business trip with Raina Bell?

I’m starting to feel glad my decision to live in the medical office was absolutely the right one.

Otherwise, if I ran into Raina Bell and Minimus Hart now, who knows how they’d provoke me?

For days, she hadn’t seen George Stanford.

When she asked the nurses, they didn’t know where he had gone either.

It was as if he had vanished into thin air.

Sophie Sullivan’s heart clenched.

At the same time, she told herself to stay calm. This must be Thomas Shannon’s scheme.

He knows my Achilles’ heel, so he always strikes decisively to keep me down.

George Stanford’s disappearance must be connected to him.

Sooner or later, Thomas Shannon will state his conditions...

Until then, all I can do is wait patiently.

The butler led the servants, and Minimus Hart led the maids. They stood in two rows, heads bowed respectfully. ”Welcome home, Young Master.”

Thomas Shannon strode into the castle like a meteor, ignoring them.

Minimus Hart followed closely behind him. ”Young Master, your bathwater has been drawn. You can take a bath first, and lunch will be prepared for you shortly.”

Thomas Shannon scanned the room with cold eyes but didn’t see the person he was looking for. His bright brow furrowed. ”Where’s the maniac?”

”The maniac... she...” Minimus Hart stammered.

Thomas Shannon turned his head, his voice cold and hard. ”What happened to her?”

”She moved into the medical office without permission.”

The medical office? Does she really think she can treat the medical office as her bedroom?

Thomas Shannon ascended the stairs with his long strides and returned to his bedroom.

Inside the bedroom, everything was spotlessly clean.

The black silk quilt was spread neatly on the bed, without a single wrinkle.

Sneering, Thomas Shannon turned and entered the bath chamber.

Minimus Hart arranged for Raina Bell to rest in the backyard. Seeing Raina Bell’s pale face and vacant look, Minimus Hart figured she must have been severely tormented during the trip.

Emerging from the bath chamber, Thomas Shannon held a towel in one hand, wiping his hair. Clear water droplets rolled down his well-defined chest, finally disappearing beneath the bath towel wrapped around his lean waist.

Minimus Hart, standing at the bath chamber entrance with her head bowed, raised her hand to take the towel. ”Young Master, allow me.”

Thomas Shannon sat on the sofa. A glass of red wine had already been poured for him on the tea table.

He picked up the goblet with one hand, took a sip, and said in a deep voice, ”Bring the maniac back.”