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Chapter 874 - 876: No Matter How Good Others Are, Can They Compare to Me? · Nov 12, 2026

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851 Chapter 851 - 853: Give Me One More Chance 2026-11-12
852 Chapter 852 - 854: Who Sent You? 2026-11-12
853 Chapter 853 - 855: Who Is That Woman? 2026-11-12
854 Chapter 854 - 856: No Kissing Allowed 2026-11-12
855 Chapter 855 - 857: I Believe in You, Angus 2026-11-12
856 Chapter 856 - 858: I Don’t Want to Be a Prisoner Pet for a Lifetime 2026-11-12
857 Chapter 857 - 859: Thomas Shannon, What Are You Going to Do? 2026-11-12
858 Chapter 858 - 860: Your Man Is Not So Easy to Deal With 2026-11-12
859 Chapter 859 - 861: This Is Isla Stanley... This Is His Isla Stanley! 2026-11-12
860 Chapter 860 - 862: The Young Master and Young Master Benson Start Fighting! 2026-11-12
861 Chapter 861 - 863: I’m Wounded, and You Seem Quite Happy? 2026-11-12
862 Chapter 862 - 864: Be Gentle, Are You Trying to Murder Your Beloved Husband? 2026-11-12
863 Chapter 863 - 865: These Handcuffs Have a Special Lock Core, You Can’t Open Them 2026-11-12
864 Chapter 864 - 866: This Heartless Little Thing! 2026-11-12
865 Chapter 865 - 867: This Needle Really Hurts! 2026-11-12
866 Chapter 866 - 868: A Consolation Prize for You 2026-11-12
867 Chapter 867 - 869: He Has Already Fallen Completely... 2026-11-12
868 Chapter 868 - 870: Let Go, I Can’t Breathe 2026-11-12
869 Chapter 869 - 871: When Will There Be a Little Fellow Here? 2026-11-12
870 Chapter 870 - 872: Can You Like Me? 2026-11-12
871 Chapter 871 - 873: No One Will Always Be Behind You, Protecting You 2026-11-12
872 Chapter 872 - 874: I Surrender, I Admit Defeat... 2026-11-12
873 Chapter 873 - 875: God Really Doesn’t Want to Take Me! 2026-11-12
874 Chapter 874 - 876: No Matter How Good Others Are, Can They Compare to Me? 2026-11-12
875 Chapter 875 - 877: I Don’t Want to Get Pregnant 2026-11-12
876 Chapter 876 - 878: I Don’t Want to Hear You Say Sorry 2026-11-12
877 Chapter 877 - 879: Eat More, You’re Too Thin 2026-11-12
878 Chapter 878 - 880: This Is Her Only Chance 2026-11-12
879 Chapter 879 - 881: Gaby That Fellow Is Here Again! 2026-11-12
880 Chapter 880 - 882: A Little Baby Belonging to Them 2026-11-12
881 Chapter 881 - 883: Thomas Shannon, Stop It 2026-11-12
882 Chapter 882 - 884: Who Knocked Over the Jar of Jealousy? 2026-11-12
883 Chapter 883 - 885: All Right, You Should Quit While You’re Ahead 2026-11-12
884 Chapter 884 - 886: I’m Sorry... I Misjudged You 2026-11-12
885 Chapter 885 - 887: Don’t Set Your Sights on Thomas Shannon 2026-11-12
886 Chapter 886 - 888: That Is Cecilia Branford’s Fiance 2026-11-12
887 Chapter 887 - 889: The Wedding Date Draws Near 2026-11-12
888 Chapter 888 - 890: Don’t Rush, Let Her Stay Proud for a While Longer 2026-11-12
889 Chapter 889 - 891: I’m Going to Find Him! 2026-11-12
890 Chapter 890 - 892: Sophie Sullivan, Answer My Question 2026-11-12
891 Chapter 891 - 893: I Want to Be Your Relative, a Husband-Kind of Relative 2026-11-12
892 Chapter 892 - 894: The First Person She Saw 2026-11-12
893 Chapter 893 - 895: You Don’t Need to Apologize to Me 2026-11-12
894 Chapter 894 - 896: He Will Forgive You 2026-11-12
895 Chapter 895 - 897: Young Master, Maniac, Something’s Wrong! 2026-11-12
896 Chapter 896 - 898: Taking Advantage and Playing Innocent 2026-11-12
897 Chapter 897 - 899: Fennie, Come to My Side 2026-11-12
898 Chapter 898 - 900: If There’s a Next Time, No One’s Face Will Help 2026-11-12
899 Chapter 899 - 901: It’s Outrageous to Feed but Not Fill Me Up! 2026-11-12
900 Chapter 900 - 902: If Worse Comes to Worst, I’ll Just Change My Man! 2026-11-12

Chapter 874: Chapter 876: No Matter How Good Others Are, Can They Compare to Me?

As long as she is willing to wait, he will wait with her for however long it takes.

Hanging up the phone, Lucifer propped his forehead with one hand, his deep blue eyes flashing with a determined glimmer.

The entire morning, Lucifer discussed his condition with the doctor, who showed him the latest researched surgical plan.

The doctor explained the pros and cons, and although it was a risk, the surgery had a seventy percent success rate.

Once the surgery succeeded, it would completely resolve his illness.

This is why the doctor insisted on having a face-to-face discussion with him; the surgery is an adventure, one for the brave.

Of course, if they chose a conservative surgical plan, even with a heart transplant, his symptoms would still bother him.

Lucifer’s slender fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, and after a moment of contemplation, a smile curved his scarlet thin lips, ”Alright.”

”Your Highness Lucifer, you’ve agreed?”

The doctor asked excitedly, and after seeing Lucifer nod, he restrained his excitement and cautiously asked, ”What about Duke Charles and the Duchess, what should we do with them?”

They have always leaned towards a conservative surgical plan because they didn’t want to take any surgical risks.

Even a bit of risk could carry the possibility of losing their precious son.

”Don’t worry, I will persuade them.”

Given this, the doctor began preparing for the surgery with confidence.

Leaving the Royal Hospital, Lucifer remained in a pleasant mood throughout, propping his forehead with one hand, laughing softly.

”Your Highness, from now on you will always be able to be with Miss Cecilia,” Leo commented with a smile as he looked at the rearview mirror.

Lucifer nodded, to hell with Thomas Shannon, to hell with the fiancé, they could all exit the stage.

Cecilia was his!

...

Sophie had just hung up the phone when she was forcefully pulled into someone’s embrace, and a head was immediately buried in the crook of her neck.

Thomas Shannon liked to hold her this way and even more so preferred the faint scent on her body.

”Thomas Shannon, stop messing around.”

The man buried in her neck spoke in a low, deep voice, ”Looks like Fennie isn’t tired yet; you still have the strength to make phone calls.”

Upon hearing this, Sophie almost wanted to blow her top on the spot!

What did he mean by not being tired?

”Thomas Shannon, stop messing around.”

Thomas Shannon chuckled deeply, lifting his head, his profound eyes flickering with fine starlight. He raised his hand, rubbing her head, ”What are you worried about?”

”What do you think?” She shot him a look, letting him figure it out himself.

Thomas Shannon turned her head towards him with one hand and planted a kiss on her soft cheek, ”Alright, I won’t tease you. You’re really too easily startled.”

”Then next time, I’ll scare you and see if you can handle it.”

”Like how?”

”Like going and finding a little boyfriend or something.”

”You dare!”

”With just a beckoning finger, I could, so why wouldn’t I dare?”

Sophie’s arrogant tone really made Thomas Shannon so angry he could spit blood!

With just a beckoning finger, she could have whoever; he couldn’t imagine how willful and domineering she would be if she regained her appearance.

Wouldn’t she attract swarms of admirers, rushing towards her one after another?

”No matter how good others are, can they compare to me?”

Can others compare to everything he has given her?

Sophie burst into laughter, unflatteringly squeezing his elegantly curved chin, and said in exasperation, ”Thomas Shannon, you are a bit too confident about yourself.”

Confident?

No, Thomas Shannon was certain.

”Fennie, it seems I’ve been indulging you too much.”

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