Pampered by My Secret Husband

Sophie finally realized why men can’t be easily provoked.

Once provoked, a man turning into a wolf, you can’t handle at all!

The next day, Sophie slept until the afternoon.

She didn’t know how long it had been when the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside.

The distinguished man stepped in, a pair of dark and deep cold eyes scanned over.

Seeing her eyes open and weakly humming, the man chuckled, ”Awake?”

Seeing how refreshed he looked, Sophie gritted her teeth, ”Beast!”

”What did you say?”

”I said you are a beast.”

”Why?”

”You bullied me last night.”

”Just bullied?”

”Get lost! Thomas Shannon, you are just a rascal.”

Be it rascal or beast, Thomas Shannon endured it.

Thomas Shannon smoothly scooped her soft body into his embrace, ”Hungry? Let me carry you to wash up.”

After washing up, it was already 15 minutes later.

Sophie was still very tired, without much strength, and since she didn’t have breakfast, she was famished.

She unceremoniously climbed onto Thomas Shannon’s back, ”Carry me down the stairs.”

Thomas Shannon chuckled softly, ”Hold on tight.”

Resigned, he carried her down the stairs.

Inside the Restaurant, the table was already filled with sumptuous food, almost every dish was one of Sophie’s favorites.

Having missed both breakfast and lunch, now, she was too hungry to even talk to Thomas Shannon, and started eating with her chopsticks, head down.

After eating, coming out of the Restaurant, Sophie saw George Stanford sitting on the sofa.

He had apparently been waiting for a while, and upon seeing her come out of the Restaurant, he immediately stood up, ”Fiona, Young Master Shannon.”

”Old Mr. Stanford, are you going out?” Rare to see him all dressed in a suit and leather shoes.

To be fair, he did have a bit of a scholarly aura.

George Stanford nodded, then shook his head, he looked at Thomas Shannon, ”Young Master Shannon, I’m here to bid farewell.”

Farewell?

Sophie was so surprised she couldn’t speak for a long time, she just stared at George Stanford, seemingly unable to believe what he just said.

Thomas Shannon helped Sophie over to sit on the sofa, lazily crossing his long legs, ”Is it bad here, why suddenly bid farewell?”

”Not at all.” George Stanford shook his head, ”On the contrary, it’s great here, fully equipped, excellent environment, quite the rare place for practicing medicine. Young Master Shannon, you had me come here to treat Fiona’s face, now I can proudly hand in my answer: Fiona has recovered her appearance, it is also time for me to leave. I am a doctor, and my patients need me.”

Sophie usually enjoyed bantering with George Stanford, but she also knew, George Stanford was a good person with a doctor’s benevolent heart.

In his lifetime, he likely loved his profession the most.

The patient’s medical records were his treasures, it just showed what kind of person he was.

His sudden intention to leave was hard for Sophie to accept for a while, ”Old Mr. Stanford, can’t you stay, at worst, bring your patients here for treatment.”

George Stanford smiled and shook his head, ”Fiona, everyone has their place, mine is in the hospital, not here. A hospital is my home field, besides, not just anyone can easily enter the manor, right?”

”If you leave, who will I banter with?”

George Stanford’s smile froze at the corner of his mouth, banter, was he such a tactless person?

”Sigh...”

Sophie sighed, ”Go ahead, it’s not like you can leave Country A anyway.”