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Chapter 828 - 830: Who Is Sweet Girl? · Nov 12, 2026

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801 Chapter 801 - 803: Fennie, You Can’t Escape 2026-11-12
802 Chapter 802 - 804: No Matter How Much You Wish, He’ll Never Love You 2026-11-12
803 Chapter 803 - 805: Cecilia Branford’s Aura and Identity 2026-11-12
804 Chapter 804 - 806: Taking Back Everything That Belongs to Her 2026-11-12
805 Chapter 805 - 807: Gaby, Play with Him! 2026-11-12
806 Chapter 806 - 808: Old Mr. Standford, What’s Wrong with My Face? 2026-11-12
807 Chapter 807 - 809: Settling Accounts with Thomas Shannon 2026-11-12
808 Chapter 808 - 810: Wasn’t It You? 2026-11-12
809 Chapter 809 - 811: The Reason I Spared Raina Bell Is Because of You 2026-11-12
810 Chapter 810 - 812: Minimus Hart Told Me to Kill You! 2026-11-12
811 Chapter 811 - 813: Once the Young Master Sees My Face, He’ll Know Who I Resemble 2026-11-12
812 Chapter 812 - 814: She Wants to Keep Her Life Until That Person Appears 2026-11-12
813 Chapter 813 - 815: The Wife Chosen for Him? 2026-11-12
814 Chapter 814 - 816: Lucifer, I Want to Investigate Someone 2026-11-12
815 Chapter 815 - 817: I Look Forward to the Day You Regain Your Memory 2026-11-12
816 Chapter 816 - 818: Live or Die, It’s Up to Your Own Fate 2026-11-12
817 Chapter 817 - 819: Is Miss Sullivan Afraid I’ll Poison Her? 2026-11-12
818 Chapter 818 - 820: What Is This Woman Up To? 2026-11-12
819 Chapter 819 - 821: If You Dare Lay a Finger on Sophie Sullivan, Don’t Blame Me for Not Being Polite 2026-11-12
820 Chapter 820 - 822: Should I Call You Sophie Sullivan or Cecilia Branford? 2026-11-12
821 Chapter 821 - 823: The Girl Mrs. Shannon Kept by Her Side 2026-11-12
822 Chapter 822 - 824: She Will Harm the Maniac 2026-11-12
823 Chapter 823 - 825: He Doesn’t Like Me Talking to Strangers 2026-11-12
824 Chapter 824 - 826: Is He Angry? 2026-11-12
825 Chapter 825 - 827: Stay Over There, Don’t Come Any Closer! 2026-11-12
826 Chapter 826 - 828: Can’t You Be a Little More Obedient? 2026-11-12
827 Chapter 827 - 829: Serves You Right for Burning Like This 2026-11-12
828 Chapter 828 - 830: Who Is Sweet Girl? 2026-11-12
829 Chapter 829 - 831: Is She Your Fiancée? 2026-11-12
830 Chapter 830 - 832: Your Pursuer? 2026-11-12
831 Chapter 831 - 833: Since When Do You Get to Order Me Around? 2026-11-12
832 Chapter 832 - 834: Why Should I Help If She’s Not My Woman? 2026-11-12
833 Chapter 833 - 835: Thomas Shannon, I Find You Very Worthy of a Beating Today 2026-11-12
834 Chapter 834 - 836: What Are You Doing? Let Him Go! 2026-11-12
835 Chapter 835 - 837: Don’t Spit It Out, You Have to Eat All of This 2026-11-12
836 Chapter 836 - 838: Fennie, I Have a Headache 2026-11-12
837 Chapter 837 - 839: Without Fennie, Every Inch of Me Hurts 2026-11-12
838 Chapter 838 - 840: One Hour Later, I Want to See You 2026-11-12
839 Chapter 839 - 841: I Said Get Out, Didn’t You Hear Me? 2026-11-12
840 Chapter 840 - 842: Maniac, You Can’t Leave 2026-11-12
841 Chapter 841 - 843: Lucifer, I Really Hate This Side of Myself 2026-11-12
842 Chapter 842 - 844: Fennie, Don’t Blame Me 2026-11-12
843 Chapter 843 - 845: Despicable Fellow! 2026-11-12
844 Chapter 844 - 846: Ruthless Woman, Do You Know You’re Wrong Now? 2026-11-12
845 Chapter 845 - 847: Her Fiance Has Already Become Someone Else’s Husband 2026-11-12
846 Chapter 846 - 848: Thomas Shannon, I Don’t Like You Anymore 2026-11-12
847 Chapter 847 - 849: Young Master, the maniac has fainted! 2026-11-12
848 Chapter 848 - 850: If... She Were Pregnant with His Child 2026-11-12
849 Chapter 849 - 851: None of Your Business 2026-11-12
850 Chapter 850 - 852: Haven’t You Lied to Me and Kept Things from Me Enough? 2026-11-12

Chapter 828: Chapter 830: Who Is Sweet Girl?

As his hand moved, it was held down by a soft little hand.

”You’re getting a fluid transfusion, don’t move around!”

The soft rebuke was full of displeasure.

Thomas Shannon’s gaze fell on Sophie Sullivan’s face, her small face tense. It seemed she was angry. He paused and said, ”I’m thirsty.”

Sophie remained seated, still pressing his hand.

Thomas Shannon glared at her, cleared his throat, and repeated, ”I’m thirsty.”

”Bear with it.”

Thomas Shannon: ”...”

After a while, Thomas Shannon pried her hand away, intending to pull out the needle.

”I’ll get it for you.”

Sophie said begrudgingly and got up to pour him a cup of water, bringing it to him.

Thomas Shannon leaned against the head of the bed, lazily raising his eyelids, ”Feed me.”

”Thomas Shannon, don’t push your luck.”

Pouring him water to drink was already generous enough, and he still wanted to be fed?

Didn’t he remember who yelled at her last night, and now he still has the face to ask her to feed him?

”Fennie, I’m a patient.”

The implication was, you need to take care of me, to take care of a patient.

So, he wasn’t pushing his luck; he was just too weak.

”Fine, I’ll let Charlie River feed you, even mouth-to-mouth.”

Thomas Shannon was truly disgusted by her words, and he frowned in distaste, ”Are you taking revenge on me?”

”Isn’t it obvious?”

”...”

He found himself speechless.

Thomas Shannon gloomily took the water cup, drank a cup, and still felt thirsty. He held the cup, wanting Sophie to pour another.

Seeing her indifferent expression, after some thought, he decided to forget it.

Bear with it; he wouldn’t die of thirst.

The two of them sat in silence.

The air suddenly became quiet, and Thomas Shannon tried to start a conversation, ”Did you sleep well last night?”

”Thanks to you, I slept well.”

Thomas Shannon: ”...”

It seemed her anger hadn’t subsided.

Every word was sharp, like she was filled with gunpowder.

Thomas Shannon lowered his eyelids and sighed deeply, ”Still angry about the affair with Lillian Spencer?”

”These words should be what I ask you.” Sophie crossed her arms over her chest. Wasn’t he the one who got angry with her first?

She hadn’t forgotten his expression when he stormed off last night.

”Stay away from Lillian Spencer. Trust me, I won’t harm you. As for why, it’s inconvenient for me to say. In short, listening to me is definitely right.”

Sophie smiled, her mood somewhat gloomy, ”What inconvenient thing are you unable to say?”

Thomas Shannon’s thin lips pressed tightly.

”Could it be, you and Lillian Spencer had something?”

”What wild thoughts are you having? How could I have anything with Lillian Spencer?” Thomas Shannon refuted her.

”Then what else is there that Young Master Shannon can’t say? Is it that you can’t, or you just don’t want to?”

Sophie pointed a finger at her forehead, ”I think you just don’t want to say, right?”

”Sophie, stop messing around.”

Originally a rather imposing sentence, spoken in a hoarse voice, lost much of its authority.

Sophie chuckled indifferently, ”Fine, if you don’t want to say, forget it.”

Thomas Shannon thought she was just giving up, when she suddenly changed the topic, ”Who’s the sweet girl?”

”Who?” Thomas Shannon frowned, ”Do I know this person?”

Sophie examined him carefully, then chuckled lightly, ”You’re quite good at pretending. Alright, let me ask in another way. Who does Raina Bell resemble?”

”How would I know who she resembles?”

”Thomas Shannon, you’re still pretending. Raina Bell told me everything. How long do you plan to hide it from me?”

What did Raina Bell tell her?

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