Pampered by My Secret Husband-Chapter 115: Amelia Shaw, Get Ready to Fight Back

"Quickly check on the maniac to see if she’s lost too much blood."

When she had chased him from the corridor, blood from her hand had dripped all over the floor.

At that time, he had only focused on his anger and hadn’t stopped her bleeding in time.

Unexpectedly, this maniac is also pitifully foolish, completely disregarding her own wounds and taking no emergency measures.

The doctor came to the bedside, opened the medical box, and began to clean her external wounds.

He disinfected and applied medicine, his movements fluid and efficient, busy yet composed.

After an examination, it was determined that the maniac had only fainted from exhaustion; there was no danger of excessive blood loss.

After tending to her wounds, the doctor took his leave.

Thomas Shannon turned to enter the bath chamber, only to see Amelia Shaw still standing there.

His brows furrowed sharply. "Why are you still here?"

Amelia Shaw bit her lip, her eyes shimmering with tears, her voice trembling as she asked, "Thomas, what exactly must I do for you to forgive me?"

How could he forgive her?

He, too, wanted to know how he could forgive a woman who had abandoned him.

Especially when, two years later, this woman had even come knocking on his door.

Thomas Shannon felt an urge to laugh. His eyes, dark and profound, fixed on her. A barely perceptible curve touched his lips. His voice, as cold as ever and laced with disdainful sarcasm, asked, "And how do you think you can earn my forgiveness?"

"Thomas, I admit, back then, my vanity was strong, and I enjoyed seeing you all compete for my attention. But now I realize that the one I truly love is you. Can you give me another chance?"

Amelia Shaw’s earnest words, combined with her tear-filled eyes, indeed made her look pitiable enough to move anyone’s heart.

However, who was Young Master Shannon?

The woman he desired had to be untainted.

A woman who had been toyed with by others for two years—on what grounds should he accept her?

Truly, utterly ridiculous!

"Amelia Shaw, I will say this only once: you can get out now. If you miss this chance, leaving later won’t be so easy."

Amelia Shaw clutched the hem of her clothes, a gentle smile on her face. "I won’t go. Wherever you are, I will be."

This declaration of love did not win Young Master Shannon’s affection; instead, it earned her a cold sneer.

"Then behave and follow the rules. Now, get out."

Amelia Shaw wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, sniffled, nodded pitifully, and reluctantly left the bedroom.

Once the bedroom door was shut, Thomas Shannon finally stepped into the bath chamber.

「...」

From the moment Minimus Hart learned that Amelia Shaw had returned to the manor, she couldn’t remain still.

However, with a mission she had to complete, she couldn’t leave this place and return to her country without authorization.

After a few days, she devised a perfect plan.

It was... to feign illness.

That old man is a pervert, constantly finding new ways to torment her.

But because he was Young Master Shannon’s collaborator and the buyer for this particular deal, Minimus Hart had no choice but to grit her teeth and endure it.

Minimus Hart used a small trick to give herself an inflammation.

The old man immediately lost all interest in her.

Minimus Hart was ordered to see a doctor. She agreed, but secretly flushed the medicine down the toilet, allowing the inflammation to worsen.

Finally, after a few more days, the old man completely lost interest in her.

He kicked her out of the Detached Villa.

Minimus Hart reported to Thomas Shannon at the first opportunity. Upon receiving the order to return to her country, a smile touched the corners of her eyes. "Yes, Young Master!"

She hung up the telephone, booked a plane ticket, and flew back to her country as quickly as possible.

Amelia Shaw...

Get ready for what I have in store!