Pampered by My Secret Husband

The man in black laughed contemptuously, “Facing death, and still delusional.”

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This time, Snowball didn’t make a fuss about wanting Dad. Sophie automatically understood it as her being scared after witnessing her fall off the cliff, and now she only needed Mommy.

After dinner, Sophie remembered Snowball’s routine, so she took her upstairs for a bath.

The bathtub was filled with water at the right temperature, with a faint orchid fragrance wafting in the air.

Just as Sophie took off Snowball’s skirt, she saw a necklace appear around her neck.

“Hmm…” She holds the necklace adorned with broken diamonds in her hand, the pendant being a five-pointed black diamond.

Sophie curiously leaned in for a closer look, Snowball nervously curling her fingers, whispering, “Mommy, aren’t we taking a bath?”

“Yes, of course we are.” Sophie gathered her hair on top of her head and tied it into a bun hairstyle, “When did you start wearing this necklace?”

“I don’t remember.” Snowball lowered her eyelids, not daring to look at Sophie.

“Why do I remember yesterday, when I helped you take a bath, there was nothing on your neck?” Sophie suspiciously gazed at Snowball.

She did fall into the sea, but her brain hadn’t been waterlogged.

A necklace like this hanging on Snowball’s little neck, how could she possibly ignore it?

Snowball remained silent, and Sophie dared not continue asking, fearing that this little fellow might cry again.

Once she cried, it nearly broke Sophie’s heart.

“Let’s have Mommy take it off first, and then you can wear it after the bath, okay?” No doubt, it must have been Thomas Shannon who gave it to her.

“Okay.” Snowball cooperated, obediently allowing her to remove it.

Sophie tried several times, still unable to take it off.

Inexplicably, she thought of the ankle chain on her own ankle. Thomas Shannon just loves using a chain to lock people up? Absolutely perverted!

“Forget it, let’s just take the bath directly.”

After the bath, the servant brought up warm milk, and Oliver Westlake also came running over, “Fennie, Oliver is done bathing too.”

“Good boy, drink the milk.”

“Okay.” Oliver held the milk with both hands, his eyes rolling as he looked at Snowball, then he tilted his head back, gulping it down in big sips, and was the first to climb on the bed, patting the spot next to him with his tiny hands, “Fennie, come quickly.”

Sophie chuckled, “Oliver, you have to brush your teeth after drinking milk before you can go to sleep.”

“Oh.” Oliver climbed down with disappointment and ran gloomily into the restroom.

Standing on a stool, he squeezed toothpaste himself, fetched water himself, and started brushing his teeth.

Sophie carried Snowball inside, seeing Oliver looking sullen, she pinched his little cheek, “Oliver, what’s wrong, are you unhappy?”

Oliver grumbled, Fennie doesn’t love him anymore, Fennie only loves the fairy.

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Angry!

His mouth full of toothpaste foam, Oliver angrily puffed his cheeks, “Oliver also wants to sleep with Fennie!”

Ever since the fairy came, Fennie hasn’t slept with him anymore.

“Oliver is a little man now, and little men need to sleep by themselves.” Sophie rubbed his head, turning his head around, “Quick, rinse your mouth.”

Coming from the restroom, Oliver said no more and was the first to climb onto the bed, securing a favorable spot.

Snowball looked at Oliver, then at Sophie. Sophie held her until they lay down on the bed; she turned her head and kissed Oliver’s cheek, “Oliver, Elder Sister and Mommy have spent less time sleeping together than you have. Think about it, shouldn’t you let Elder Sister have a little more time?”

Oliver thought for a moment and nodded, “Yes.”