Pampered by My Secret Husband

”Cecilia, the servant said you didn’t have a good appetite today. Is something wrong with your health?”

Sophie Sullivan raised her hand to her forehead; the more she meditated, the more her head started to throb faintly, ”It’s nothing.”

Lucifer pondered for a moment and said, ”Angus already told me. He said you want to recover your memory as soon as possible. Cecilia, I understand how you feel, but things need to be taken step by step; you can’t rush it. Those medicines, they harm your body, you...”

He knew Angus had prescribed her the medication, and that they had side effects, but in her effort to regain her memory, she didn’t care at all.

She resented...

Not only Thomas Shannon, but also him.

That day, he shouldn’t have stopped her; he should have let her vent.

Putting himself in her shoes, if the same thing happened to him, Lucifer feared he would lose control even more than she did.

Sophie Sullivan closed her eyes in headache, her voice urgent, ”Lucifer, don’t say anything. I know what I’m doing.”

If it would help her recover her memory quickly, what was this cost worth?

After taking the medication for a period of time, Angus would perform surgery on her.

She was eagerly anticipating that day’s arrival; she was desperate to recover her memory, just for revenge.

That day, the excitement of seeing the enemy right in front of her made her blood boil.

She didn’t know how much longer she could wait; she sensed she was on the verge of exploding.

”Cecilia, as long as you know what you’re doing. Once things are settled here, I’ll come back to be with you.”

Lucifer returned to Country F to deal with the aftermath—Sophie at the restaurant entrance didn’t hit any vital areas with her shot.

The gunshot caught the imposter’s attention, and she felt her noble identity was challenged, so she deliberately applied pressure to magnify the issue.

Of course, Lucifer couldn’t handle it personally; instead, it was downplayed by others.

Meanwhile, the imposter had another crime added to her list.

......

Country A, Imperial City.

William Guillen had been frequenting Thomas Shannon’s wine cellar these few days and took quite a bit of good wine.

Coming out of the wine cellar, William had two bottles of rare wine in hand, and he saw Thomas Shannon sitting on the sofa.

”Thomas, why are you here all by yourself? Where’s the maniac?”

It was a casual question, but it made his face completely dark.

William glanced around and realized Gaby was also absent; Thomas was holding Harry in his arms, and whether it was an illusion or not, he seemed a bit thinner.

”Bring two cups.”

William sat down in front of the sofa, placing the wine on the tea table.

He scrutinized Thomas, seeing his strange expression, and guessed some of it, ”Did the maniac leave?”

Thomas didn’t speak; his handsome face was gloomy, and those cold eyes were bloodshot, clearly indicating he hadn’t rested well.

The servant brought cups, William opened the wine, poured two cups, and moved one in front of him, ”Here, have a drink.”

Thomas picked up the wine and drank it all in one go.

Both absorbed in their own thoughts, they silently finished two bottles of wine. William, slightly tipsy, leaned back on the sofa, ”I finally understand, women... are the most ruthless.”

They say they like you, and no matter how you reject them, they won’t leave you.

When they say they don’t like you, no matter how good-hearted you are, they won’t even look at you.

He really underestimated Fluffy Zane.

Who knew she would be so resolute; was it like she said before, an eight-year dream, and when the dream is over, the feelings fade away.