Pampered by My Secret Husband

The two of them took what they needed from each other.

Now he wants to threaten her?

Sorry, she, Cecilia Branford, won’t easily succumb.

At that time, he forced her to get a tattoo on her chest and made her wear an ankle chain she couldn’t take off... All of this made her feel like a puppet without autonomy, easily manipulable by others.

No dignity, no freedom.

”Sophie Sullivan, do you dare say you owe me nothing?!” Thomas Shannon growled in rage, thoroughly furious.

She still owes him a child!

Before the child was even born, she dared to cuckold him; he can’t tolerate it!

”What do I owe you, go ahead and clarify.”

Thomas Shannon snorted coldly and issued a threat, ”Go ahead and try to challenge my bottom line, I will make you regret it.”

”Hah.” Sophie Sullivan scoffed.

”Do you like Liam Donald? If you don’t want to see him shattered into pieces, then stay away from him!”

Sophie Sullivan’s blue veins throbbed on her forehead, anger rising, ”Thomas Shannon, I warn you, if you dare touch Liam Donald again, I’ll fight you to the end!”

Luckily, there were no casualties at Walton Manor, otherwise, if others had died because of his selfishness, she would not forgive him.

”I really want to see how you fight me to the end.”

Sophie Sullivan’s vision darkened, she swayed twice, and her mobile phone dropped to the ground.

”Miss Cecilia Branford, are you okay?” The servant rushed over and held her as she was about to fall.

Leaning on the servant, Sophie Sullivan regained her strength and then waved her hand, ”I’m... fine.”

She took deep breaths privately, and after composing herself, she turned and entered the castle.

Liam Donald was still sitting on the sofa, Gaby standing in front of him with a claw on his knee, seeming to want to play with him.

Liam Donald stiffened entirely, cautiously touching Gaby’s claw, ”Hello, Gaby.”

Gaby howled and was about to pounce on him.

”Gaby!” Sophie Sullivan called out to Gaby, stopping its wild action.

Gaby obediently returned to Sophie Sullivan, lying down, its large head resting on its claw with a grievance.

Sophie Sullivan leaned over, picked up the water cup, took a few sips, and then rubbed her forehead painfully, saying to them, ”Liam, be a bit more careful lately, add more people for security.”

”What happened?” Liam Donald looked at her puzzled, why was she saying this out of the blue?

”I suspect the explosion at your manor is related to a terrorist attack. Lately, terrorists have been rampant internationally, in any case, paying more attention to safety won’t hurt.” Sophie Sullivan didn’t want to tell him that because of her, he got involved.

She could only subtly remind him to be cautious.

No one knows better than her what Thomas Shannon is like; when he goes crazy, he is utterly insane.

”Okay, I’ll keep that in mind.” Liam Donald smiled, handsome as if otherworldly, ”Cecilia Branford, thank you for your concern, and you helped a lot with the explosion at Walton Manor. I’m very grateful to you.”

Sophie Sullivan raised an eyebrow, ”So, did you come here this time specifically to thank me?”

”Yes.”

Sophie Sullivan closed her eyes, feeling utterly exhausted, ”I received your thanks, I’m a bit tired, if you have nothing else, please leave.”

Such an obvious dismissal, Liam Donald wouldn’t miss it.

He elegantly stood up, politely said, ”Goodbye, Cecilia Branford.”

Sophie Sullivan waved her hand, ”Butler, see the guest out for me.”

Liam Donald was about to step outside the door, then suddenly halted,