Pampered by My Secret Husband

Trembling, pointing at Charlie River, unable to say a word for a long time.

Charlie River snatched the mobile phone, expressionless, and said, ”How dare I strike you, right? In my heart, there is only one Mrs. Thompson, and she is Young Master Benson’s biological mother.”

Implying, what are you to dare to act presumptuously in front of our Young Master!

How could Mrs. Thompson not be angry? Her good leg was ruined by Edward Benson, how could she be willing?

This time, Edward Benson came to her voluntarily; she had no reason to let him leave like that.

”Where is Benson? My patience is limited; either you surrender him yourself, or I turn this official residence upside down to find him.”

Thomas Shannon casually lit a cigarette, his cold eyes narrowing dangerously.

Mrs. Thompson shuddered all over and looked at the guards, ”Go... go bring him here.”

”Yes, Madam.”

The guards glanced at the man in black controlling him; after the man in black released his hand, the guard turned and ran off.

When Edward Benson was brought up by the guard, he was covered in wounds and already unconscious.

”Benson!” William Guillen immediately supported him; Edward Benson’s body was limp and powerless, about to collapse.

The gaze shifted down to his legs, seeing his legs unable to exert any strength, William Guillen fiercely glared at Mrs. Thompson, ”What happened to his legs?”

Mrs. Thompson was so stared down that goosebumps rose all over her; she forced herself to calm, ”How should I know what happened to his legs...”

Thomas Shannon exhaled a ring of smoke, pointing at her nose with the hand holding the cigarette, ”Your life is mine today; I’m not killing you to let Benson deal with you personally. You better pray he’s fine, or your son will accompany you in the grave.”

The housekeeper servants and guards in the official residence gasped upon hearing this; such arrogance in that sentence!

Daring to say that to the General’s wife...

But the person saying it is Young Master Shannon, no one dares to doubt his sincerity.

If he says it, he will do it.

Mrs. Thompson staggered, shaky and about to fall; a servant quickly ran up to support her, quietly asking, ”Madam, are you alright?”

Alright?

How could she be alright!

Thomas Shannon retracted his gaze and, together with William Guillen, supported Edward Benson to leave.

Charlie River immediately informed the doctor in the medical office to prepare for surgery.

On the way back to the manor, William Guillen was filled with anger, ”Isla Stanley will eventually harm Benson!”

”Even if Isla Stanley harms Benson, Benson has no complaints or regrets,” Thomas Shannon said blandly, ”He doesn’t value his own life for Isla Stanley, so would he be afraid of dying?”

”I really can’t understand you all,” William Guillen irritably combed his hair, ”Is love truly so attractive?”

One by one, everyone loses their minds for love.

One by one, everyone becomes unlike themselves.

Back at the manor, Edward Benson was immediately sent into the medical office for emergency treatment.

Thomas Shannon instructed the man in black to go to the suburban villa, to inform Isla Stanley of Edward Benson’s accident, so that she could come over to keep vigil.

Edward Benson had the accident for her; emotionally and rationally, she should come to keep vigil for him.

The vigil lasted until deep at night.

The surgery ended; the doctor pulled down his mask, looking exhausted, said to Thomas Shannon and William Guillen, ”Young Master, Young Master Guillen, Young Master Benson’s legs are saved.”

Beside them, Isla Stanley finally felt relief.

Edward Benson was sent into the room, with a nurse watching over him 24 hours.