Pampered by My Secret Husband

After more than ten hours of flight, we finally arrived in Country F.

It was already early morning in Country F. The group arrived at the pre-booked guest hotel, checked in, and after a simple washing up, they rested.

The next day after waking up, Sophie Sullivan pushed open the bedroom door and saw Thomas Shannon standing in the doorway, about to enter.

She was stunned, and it was clear that Thomas Shannon didn’t expect her to be awake either.

Silence erupted between the two.

”Are you looking for me?” Sophie Sullivan was the first to break the silence.

Thomas Shannon nodded lightly and pulled Harry out from his embrace, placing it in her arms, ”Harry wants to play with you.”

After saying this, he turned and left.

Holding Harry in her arms, Sophie ’s head was filled with confusion, staring into Harry’s big eyes.

Thomas Shannon returned restlessly to the living room, sitting on the sofa. It was a Presidential Suite over 300 square meters, with three bedrooms, just enough for him, Sophie, and Lucifer to have one bedroom each.

He had awakened early, accustomed to sleeping with Sophie beside him, holding her. Suddenly, without her presence, he hadn’t slept well all night.

Waking up early, he just wanted to come and see her, to get close to her.

Unexpectedly... she also woke up quite early.

Luckily, he had a backup plan, bringing Harry along to have a sufficient excuse and reason.

Sophie came out holding Harry and saw Thomas Shannon sitting alone in the vast living room.

She cleared her throat awkwardly and said, ”Morning.”

”Mm.” Thomas Shannon’s facial color was cold and stern. Perhaps it was related to not having slept well, as his eyes always carried a hint of coldness.

Sophie turned and went to Lucifer’s bedroom door, raised her hand to knock, and said with frustration, ”Lucifer, wake up, it’s time to get up!”

After calling out a few times, the bedroom door opened, and Lucifer’s tall body embraced her.

Rubbing his head against her neck groggily, ”Good morning, dear.”

Crash!

From the living room came the sound of porcelain shattering.

Sophie pushed Lucifer, reminding him, ”You better go wash up, don’t forget what we’re doing today.”

Reminded, Lucifer finally remembered that today they were supposed to sneak a look at Liam Donald.

”Got it,” Lucifer said vaguely, grabbed his hair, and went back to the bedroom to wash up.

Sophie returned to the living room to find Charlie River had come in at some point, cleaning up the pieces of the broken tea cup on the floor.

Sophie sat on the sofa. Thomas Shannon appeared as aloof and unapproachable as a holy snow lotus on a snowy peak. She glanced at him, ”Thomas Shannon, what exactly do you want?”

”...”

”Thomas Shannon, I’m talking to you.”

”...”

”You...” Just as Sophie was getting exasperated, Thomas Shannon lazily lifted his eyelids, gave her a glance, ”Anything you need?”

Of course, something, a big thing!

Sophie took a deep breath, feeling a headache, ”Tell me, what do you want?”

Their current way of interacting was extremely strange.

She returned to Country F to see her fiance. It was understandable for Lucifer to come along, but for him to follow....

It was overwhelming.

The man suddenly stood up, walked around the tea table to her front, and leaned down with imposing air, tightly grasping her chin, his eyes deep as cold pools gazing into her, ”Sophie, I am not someone you can use and discard at will, understand?”

Sophie looked up, meeting his eyes without fear, ”Then what kind of return do you want?”

”You know, the only thing I want is you.”