Pampered by My Secret Husband

”This is my pet, named Harry.”

Harry leapt into Isabel’s embrace, and Isabel screamed, ”Get it away, quickly!”

Harry hadn’t reacted yet before Thomas Shannon grabbed its neck, lifting it into the sky, its limbs flailing and letting out a pitiful meow.

Thomas Shannon pulled it into his embrace, Harry’s head restlessly poking out, staring at Isabel.

Isabel barely audibly snorted coldly, Cecilia Branford kept a tiger, looking very majestic and spirited.

Even now, she disliked felines.

Not to mention large cats like Gaby, but even little kitties like Harry, she loathed them altogether!

”You’re afraid of cats?” Thomas Shannon raised his eyebrow tips slightly, his expression intriguing.

Isabel patted the place where Harry had touched, expressionless, ”Not afraid, just purely don’t like them.”

Only heavens know how much she wants to kill Gaby, too bad it escaped then, otherwise she would definitely have killed that bastard.

Thomas Shannon merely smiled without speaking, one hand gently stroking Harry’s fluffy head, Harry retracted its head, rolling twice in its master’s embrace, exposing its chubby and round belly, then started to doze off again.

The warm spring hotel had already been cleared.

In this expansive hotel, all the staff were ready and waiting.

The black Lincoln Fleet stopped, car doors opened simultaneously, the man in black stepped out, Charlie River opening the car door for Thomas Shannon.

”Young Master, please.”

Thomas Shannon, holding Harry, got out of the car, Harry lazily opened its eyelids, glancing around.

After getting out of the car, Isabel’s gaze fell on Harry in Thomas Shannon’s arms, what did this mean?

She had said she hated cats, why did he still hold it in his arms?

”Cecilia Branford, why aren’t you moving?” Thomas Shannon held a smile, looking at her.

Isabel’s disgust was undisguised, she lifted her chin, slightly overbearing, ”Thomas Shannon, throw away the cat in your arms, I hate cats.”

Charlie River’s jaw tightened, this imposter really thought herself a character!

Thomas Shannon’s handsome face darkened, his deep voice carried a hint of displeasure, ”This is my pet, Cecilia Branford do you think I should throw it away?”

”Why not?” Isabel sneered, ”Is it more important, or am I more important?”

Harry sensed hostility coming from Isabel, its fluffy head poking out of Thomas Shannon’s embrace, howling at Isabel.

”Thomas Shannon, tell me, which is more important, this cat or me?”

Everyone held their breath in anticipation.

Charlie River laughed coldly in his heart, truly a fool.

Thomas Shannon’s eye color was profoundly inscrutable, making it impossible to sense even the slightest emotion, he held up Harry, passing it to Charlie River: ”Charlie River, take Harry away.”

”Young Master...” Charlie River hesitated.

Harry felt abandoned by its master, howling madly.

Isabel was very satisfied with Thomas Shannon’s response, to reward him, she stepped forward, wrapped her arm around his, smiling slightly, ”Didn’t we say we’d soak in the warm springs? Let’s go.”

The Hotel Manager made a gesture of invitation, leading them back to the suite.

Isabel changed into a bikini, donned a bathrobe, just left the bedroom, and saw Thomas Shannon had already changed into a bathrobe, head lowered, lighting a cigarette.

It wasn’t Isabel’s first time seeing a man smoke, but it was her first time seeing a man lighting a cigarette with such captivating posture.