Pampered by My Secret Husband

”Thomas Shannon, it’s too fast... How long has it been since we met?”

”When you meet the right person at the right time, what you need to do is seize the time to secure him, let him bear your label, got it?”

Thomas Shannon coaxed gently, ”So, how long we’ve known each other isn’t the core issue, the core issue is our compatibility.”

”In the end, you just want me to marry you.” Sophie Sullivan said crossly, swinging her rosy fists and hitting his chest twice.

What right time and right person, she hasn’t even had the time to verify, how does she know Thomas Shannon is the right person for her?

”Don’t you want to get married?” Thomas Shannon pinched the soft flesh on her waist, causing her to gasp for air and angrily bite his neck.

Thomas Shannon laughed out of anger, ”Little rascal, let go.”

Sophie was unexpectedly obedient, rarely so compliant as to let go and raised her hand to wipe the gleaming saliva off his neck.

She raised her head, her beautiful eyes looked at him with a watery gaze, ”Thomas Shannon, don’t force me, okay?”

”...”

”See, you say you like me, if you like me, then respect my wishes, don’t force me.”

”...”

”Thomas Shannon, you’re angry again.”

”...”

”Thomas Shannon... never mind.” Sophie intended to say something, but as soon as she opened her mouth and saw his gloomy facial color, she gave up.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, raised her head, and proactively offered her red lips.

Her kissing was unskilled, merely her red lips rubbing against his thin lips, clumsy and unable to find a way to proceed further.

She gnawed for a while, angrily pinching his arm hard, ”Let go.”

The man lowered his eyelids, cold eyes flashing with a mysterious and unfathomable darkness. After holding out for a few seconds, he finally closed his eyes, turning passive into active, seizing control and kissed her forcefully.

With one kiss, he easily diverted Thomas Shannon’s attention, and the topic of marriage was dropped.

The long kiss ended.

Thomas Shannon held her, his thin lips pressed tightly, not saying a word.

Sophie didn’t dare claim she understood him a hundred percent, but her basic understanding of him was there. At this time, saying and doing less would absolutely not be wrong.

As they were about to arrive at the Prime Minister’s Mansion, Thomas Shannon held her tightly, speaking viciously, ”Sophie Sullivan, sooner or later, I’ll have you bear the title of my wife, Thomas Shannon!”

Sophie raised her head and quickly pecked his handsome face, ”Alright, wish you success.”

”Little scamp.” Thomas Shannon gave her a smack on her perky bottom, having no way to deal with her.

The fleet gradually came to a stop, the secretary of the Prime Minister was the first to get out of the car, stepping forward to open the car door for Thomas Shannon.

”Young Master Shannon, please.”

Thomas Shannon got out of the car, extending his hand to Sophie.

Looking at the big palm in front of her, Sophie smiled and offered her tiny hand.

Grasping her hand, Thomas Shannon helped her out of the car, naturally wrapping his arm around her slender waist, silently declaring her identity and status.

”Young Master Shannon, the Prime Minister has been waiting for a long time, please come inside.” The secretary smiled, making a gesture of invitation.

He wasn’t wrong, the Prime Minister had indeed been waiting for a long time.

They were supposed to arrive an hour earlier, but Thomas Shannon suddenly changed his mind halfway to pick up Miss Cecilia Branford.

This directly delayed them for over an hour, making His Excellency the Prime Minister wait for over an hour as well.