Pampered by My Secret Husband

”Now you shouldn’t be tangled with Young Master Shannon.”

Isabel was indifferent, ”Why?”

”Haven’t you considered what kind of person Young Master Shannon is? Would he allow a man around you? Moreover, would he allow you to marry someone else?”

Andres tried to persuade her to cancel her engagement with Liam Donald. In his heart, the plans were already set.

As long as Isabel is with Thomas Shannon, what worries about power would he have in his life?

”That’s not certain...” Isabel was confident in herself; she could balance the relationship between the two men.

After all, Liam Donald was the man she had liked for so many years, she wouldn’t abandon him for a momentary thrill.

She couldn’t bear that; if she gave up on Liam, wouldn’t it be convenient for another woman?

No, she couldn’t do it.

As for Thomas Shannon, now it was him who couldn’t leave her, not the other way around.

Thus, she still had a bargaining chip and wouldn’t count as losing.

Seeing that he couldn’t persuade her, Andres let it go; as long as they resolved the current issue, she could slowly handle the rest.

That night, while dining with Thomas Shannon, Isabel brought up this matter with him.

Thomas Shannon was silent.

Isabel smiled, ”Thomas Shannon, are you going back on your word?”

Her slightly hoarse voice easily led him to an illusion.

Thomas Shannon supported his head with one hand, poured her a cup of wine, ”Cecilia Branford, I don’t like discussing public affairs while dining.”

Isabel obviously didn’t expect him to say this; she snorted playfully, ”But my uncle came this time for business, couldn’t you make an exception? Besides, that night, who said I could get whatever I wanted?”

”I will personally talk to your uncle about this matter.”

Clatter.

Isabel immediately put down the knife and fork, picked up a napkin to wipe the corner of her mouth, stood up and prepared to leave, ”I’ve finished eating, Young Master Shannon, enjoy your meal.”

It must be said, in some aspects, Isabel was quite similar to Cecilia Branford.

Like temper...

Equally poor.

This stemmed from the prominent family background and the spoiled upbringing.

Spoiled, capricious.

However, Isabel wasn’t as arrogant as Cecilia Branford, because in terms of identity, she was a notch lower.

Cecilia Branford was an heir, whereas she was not.

Thomas Shannon disorientedly watched Isabel’s departing shadow; after a long time, he picked up the high-stem glass in front of him and drank the red wine in one go.

He put down the glass, stood up, and chased after her.

Isabel walked to the Restaurant Entrance, just about to stoop and get into the car, when her wrist was suddenly grabbed from behind.

Next second, a force swiftly turned her body, forced to face the handsome man who had caught up.

”Cecilia Branford, don’t leave.”

Isabel snorted, ”It’s you who went back on your word...”

”I said, as long as you well-behaved baby, did you really behave just now?” Thomas Shannon’s thin lips hooked slightly, his deep eyes carried emotions she couldn’t understand.

Isabel hadn’t expected that he would negotiate terms with her.

Truly, the businessman’s nature exposed completely.

Isabel pouted, rolled her eyes, and then playfully said, ”Didn’t I behave just now?”

Thomas Shannon laughed softly, ”Next time, don’t be so willful in leaving, okay?”

Saying so, he led her back into the restaurant.