Pampered by My Secret Husband

Chapter 881: Chapter 883: Thomas Shannon, Stop It

”Are you angry? You bullied me so harshly, what’s wrong with me biting you? It’s right not to be angry, keep it up, you know?”

Sophie Sullivan grabbed his handsome face with one hand and started brainwashing him.

”Then how can one get angry, you tell me.”

Thomas Shannon looked at her calmly, watching what else those little lips of hers could say.

Sophie Sullivan lowered her head with a hint of guilt, gently rubbing the tooth mark on his shoulder with her fingertip, ”I think, you can’t be angry no matter what. A tough man needs to be magnanimous, can’t get angry at everything. This also makes you seem not manly at all, it would make a woman dislike you.”

”Which woman would dislike, go ahead and say.” Thomas Shannon pinched her chin with one hand, his magnetic voice carrying a hint of threat.

Sophie Sullivan puffed out her cheek, ”Can I tell the truth?”

Thomas Shannon said sinisterly, ”You can try.”

Try?

Better forget it...

On the bed, it’s his territory; she can’t beat him, and in the end, she would still face the outcome of being devoured thoroughly again.

Sophie Sullivan thought of her sore waist and legs, immediately wilting, losing the urge to tell the truth, ”Other women then.”

”Not you?”

”How... how could it be me? Thomas Shannon, stop messing around, let’s sleep.” She squinted her eyes and smiled gently, looking innocent and harmless.

Thomas Shannon rubbed her slightly swollen lips with his fingertip, ”How am I messing around, hmm?”

”Yes, yes, you’re not messing around. It’s getting late, may I ask Young Master Shannon, can we sleep now?”

If she weren’t completely exhausted, Sophie Sullivan would have loved to kick this shameless man off the bed!

The mattress sank, and Gaby lay at the bedside, watching closely.

Thomas Shannon’s lips held a faint smile, his voice carrying some carelessness, ”No rush, there’s still something important to discuss. Fennie, where do you think Harry sleeps at night?”

”No idea.”

Harry, that little wild cat, the whole manor is its territory, it sleeps wherever it wants.

”Although Harry is my pet, I don’t indulge it blindly. Since it’s a pet, rules must be established, don’t you think, Fennie?”

Sophie Sullivan felt that Thomas Shannon was digging a pit for her to jump into, speaking so kindly, whatever he says next would definitely change face.

”Uh...” Sophie Sullivan vaguely wanted to brush it aside.

Thomas Shannon pinched her delicate chin, shaking it left and right twice, ”You see, even Harry is like this, your Gaby is dozens of times bigger than Harry. Fennie, let Gaby sleep outside, hmm?”

Ah-ha, turns out he intends to have Gaby leave the bedroom!

Such bad intent!

With Gaby here he dare invade the bath chamber, beastly her; if Gaby left, wouldn’t he be even more unrestrained?

Now with Gaby here, at least Gaby keeps him in check; without Gaby, she can’t imagine how she would be squeezed...

Sophie Sullivan poked his chest with one hand, ”Thomas Shannon, Gaby can’t leave me. If you mind Gaby sleeping in the bedroom affecting you, alright then, I’ll sleep in another bedroom with Gaby, so as not to disturb you.”

Saying this, she was about to prop up her body, to sit up.

Thomas Shannon quickly pressed her down, holding her tightly in his embrace, his firm chest rising and falling, taking several deep breaths before speaking, ”No, you can’t leave, if any, let Gaby go.”