Pampered by My Secret Husband

Chapter 684: Chapter 687: Imposter

The nurse saw Thomas Shannon and respectfully bowed her head. ”Young Master.”

George Stanford concealed his shock and laughed. ”Young Master Shannon is here.”

Sophie Sullivan turned around. A handsome man was walking towards her, a barely perceptible smile on his lips.

Sophie pursed her lips, looking somewhat unhappy. ”Why are you here?”

”Can’t I come?” Thomas’s eyebrows twitched. He’d heard from a servant that when Sophie was told to prepare to accompany him to the banquet that night, she had refused.

In a blink of an eye, she had run off to find Old Mr. Stanford. It seemed Old Mr. Stanford’s charm was even greater than his own, drawing Sophie to the medical office every day.

George Stanford glanced between Sophie and Thomas, clearly sensing the tension.

He gave the nurse a look. ”Young Master Shannon, I need to continue my walk. You and Fiona can keep chatting. Little nurse, let’s go.”

”Young Master, I’ll help Dr. Stanford continue his walk,” the nurse said respectfully to Thomas Shannon.

Thomas nodded, and the nurse, relieved, helped George Stanford stroll elsewhere.

”Tell me, what has upset you now?”

Once the nurse and George Stanford had walked away, Thomas reached out and pinched Sophie’s delicate chin.

In the sunlight, her skin, as fair as snow, seemed to glow with a faint pinkish hue. Thomas found himself captivated, his fingertips gently caressing her face.

”What are you doing?”

Sophie raised her hand, trying to slap his away.

SMACK! Her hand struck the back of his.

The man’s face instantly darkened, and the faint smile previously playing on his lips vanished.

”Don’t be unappreciative.”

”Well, I’m truly sorry then, because I really am unappreciative,” Sophie retorted.

Thomas’s eyes grew cold; she always knew how to provoke him so easily.

He snorted, releasing her. ”I think you’re asking for a beating!” he said indignantly.

The thought of that imposter living comfortably in Onassis Old Castle, while Thomas bullied her here, made Sophie’s anger flare. ”Go on, beat me!” she retorted. ”It wouldn’t be the first or second time you’ve bullied me, anyway.”

Thomas Shannon found himself speechless.

Why is she so aggressive? Did she eat gunpowder or something?

He tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze. ”Tell me, what’s wrong?”

”I won’t tell you.”

”It seems you’ve forgotten the rules. Fennie, you still haven’t learned to behave.”

Thomas made a gesture as if to pinch her jaw, but Sophie quickly dodged. ”Don’t touch me.”

”Fine, I won’t touch you. Just tell me what you’re angry about.”

Thomas indeed didn’t touch her face, his gaze fixed on her stubbornly pursed lips. ”Tell me, hmm?”

Sophie turned her head to face him, the fire in her eyes blazing brighter. ”That fraud who stole my identity has woken up. She’s now living comfortably in my home!”

If only her looks had recovered, if only her memories had returned! She wouldn’t be cowering here, too afraid to return to Country F. Too afraid to expose that fraud!

So that’s what it was. The imposter had thoroughly angered his Fennie.

He gazed at her plump, soft earlobe for a long while. Finally, he couldn’t resist reaching out to give it a gentle squeeze. ”Don’t worry,” he said, ”she won’t be comfortable for long. Once your looks are restored, you can go back and crush her.”

”And how do you know she won’t be the one to crush me?” A slight smile touched Sophie’s lips; his words had clearly lightened her mood a little.