Pampered by My Secret Husband

What Thomas Shannon saw was far more serious than he’d imagined.

He had thought Lillian Spencer would only torture Edward Benson and Isla Stanley, but hadn’t expected her methods to be this utterly deranged.

A shark-proof iron cage big enough for two people was soaked in sea water.

Only a small part was left protruding above the sea surface, just enough for the people locked inside to rise above the surface to breathe.

The iron cage could only prevent shark attacks, but couldn’t keep out the smaller creatures in the sea.

After a long time of being submerged in sea water, with wounds all over their bodies and blood constantly seeping out, a lot of creatures were drawn in.

By the time Thomas Shannon found them, Edward Benson was already on the verge of shock, and Isla Stanley couldn’t hold on anymore and had fainted, surviving only because Edward Benson was holding her up so she could rise above the water and breathe oxygen.

Charlie River commanded the scene in an orderly fashion, ”Hoist the iron cage up, move fast! Prepare the car, contact doctors from nearby hospitals to stand by!”

The sea breeze drifted in slowly, laced with a streak of blood smell and rotten stench.

It was nauseating.

Edward Benson forced his heavy eyelids open and, in a daze, seemed to see a familiar shadow. ”Thomas...”

”Bay King, hang in there!” Thomas Shannon’s expression went ice-cold as he shouted sharply.

Edward Benson gave a faint smile, his dry, bleeding lips struggling to move toward Isla Stanley by the ear. ”Isla... we’re saved.”

Hospital.

Edward Benson and Isla Stanley were sent into the Emergency Room separately. Thomas Shannon stood in the corridor, his expression murderous, pitch-black eyes brewing a storm.

Lillian Spencer!

”Young Master, you can rest assured, Young Master Benson and Miss Stanley will be fine.”

Thomas Shannon let out a cold snort. Even if they would be fine, all the suffering they’d endured still had to be counted on Lillian Spencer’s head.

The mobile phone rang. It was William Guillen.

His anxious voice came through the radio wave. ”Thomas Shannon, has Bay King been found?”

”Found.”

”What’s the situation, Bay King’s okay, right?”

Thomas Shannon’s fist clenched so tight his knuckles cracked. He slammed a fist hard into the wall, his eyes bloodshot, radiating a chilling murderous aura. ”Still in emergency care, situation unknown.”

”Where are you guys, I’ll come over immediately.” William Guillen couldn’t sit still anymore and had to set off right away.

Thomas Shannon dragged himself back to rational thought and said coldly, ”No need, Lan Singh, there’s something you must do yourself.”

The flames of war were already lit, and it probably wouldn’t end so easily.

”What is it, say it.”

”Take Uncle Guillen and Aunt Guillen and go stay at my manor for now. You too—before I get back, don’t go anywhere.”

”Thomas Shannon, you’re worried Lillian Spencer will move against us?”

”It’s not worry, it’s a certainty. Bay King and Isla Stanley are just the first ones she took a knife to—the next will be you. She hates me, and everyone around me will be dragged down by me; you’re no exception.”

William Guillen’s face grew solemn. ”Alright, I got it.”

Nowadays, even if he couldn’t help, he at least couldn’t create trouble for him or drag him down.

Having hung up the phone, William Guillen immediately got off the sickbed. After changing out of his patient clothes, just as he was heading out, the mobile phone rang again like a death knell.

Glancing at the number, William Guillen’s heart sank abruptly. ”What happened?”

”Young Master, it’s Mister... Mister was in a car accident on the way to the company and is now being rushed to the hospital.”

William Guillen clenched his teeth hard. ”Which hospital?”

The secretary reported the address. William Guillen immediately hung up the phone and bolted out.

Damn it!

Lillian Spencer’s speed really was fast enough!

Outside, the storm raged, yet inside the Presidential Mansion, everything was perfectly calm and tranquil.