Pampered by My Secret Husband-Chapter 654 - 657

She didn’t even have time to think too much about it.

The corner of Thomas Shannon’s mouth lifted, signaling that he had clearly misunderstood her meaning.

Sophie Sullivan immediately deflated like a popped balloon and lay on the silk quilt, blowing away the hair on her forehead.

He must have misunderstood my meaning.

Could he have mistaken it for me being jealous?

What was there for me to be jealous about? It was just a telephone call.

Besides me, who else could possibly catch his eye?

Thomas Shannon stood up, walked into the bedroom, and gently closed the door behind him.

He came to her bedside and slowly leaned down, his devastatingly handsome face, alight with a roguish charm, drawing closer.

Sophie Sullivan raised her hand and touched his face. "Trying to tempt me into committing a crime, Young Master Shannon?"

"If it’s you, I’ll let you commit any crime unconditionally."

"You still haven’t told me whose telephone call that was."

"My father’s telephone call."

Thomas Shannon reached out, picked her up from the bed, and carried her into the restroom.

After washing up, Sophie Sullivan opened the wardrobe to change. She glanced at Thomas Shannon, who still hadn’t left, and frowned. "Aren’t you leaving yet?"

"Why would I leave?"

"I’m going to change. As a gentleman, you should excuse yourself."

Thomas Shannon extended his index finger, shaking it left and right. "I’m not a gentleman."

So, he just doesn’t want to leave, is that it?

Sophie Sullivan withdrew her gaze and uttered a single word, "Beast."

Thomas Shannon was unfazed. He also opened the wardrobe and took out a black shirt and matching trousers.

In front of Sophie Sullivan, he took off his sleep gown and put on the trousers, his two long legs swaying before her eyes.

She quickly averted her gaze, then cautiously turned her head back a little, stealing a few more glances.

"If you want to look, just stare openly." Thomas Shannon put on his trousers, pulled up the zipper, and buttoned them with one hand.

"Who—who wants to look at you!" Sophie Sullivan denied, her face red as she held her small neck high.

Thomas Shannon just chuckled without saying anything. His slender fingertips hooked the shirt lying on the bed; he put it on and casually buttoned it up. Sophie Sullivan’s gaze moved from his well-defined long fingers to his sexy chest.

That distinctly muscular and firm chest was exceptionally tempting.

"Do you want to touch?" Thomas Shannon came closer with a smile.

"Touch!"

Sophie Sullivan reached out and caressed his chest, sighing inwardly, A handsome man is so captivating... so utterly captivating!

"You can go a little lower."

"Lower?"

Sophie Sullivan looked at him blankly, her hand unconsciously beginning to move downward. Her soft, delicate hand moved down from his chest, across his sexy abs, and was about to venture lower when her wrist was suddenly gripped tightly.

She looked up and met Thomas Shannon’s cold eyes, which were now filled with amusement. His voice, hoarse and deep with a magnetic quality, sounded exceptionally seductive. "Go any further, and you’ll be playing with fire."

Reluctantly, she withdrew her hand and snorted. I’ve seen enough and touched enough. I’ve definitely gotten my money’s worth!

She forcefully pushed Thomas Shannon, who had finished changing, out of the bedroom and locked the door behind her.

Thomas Shannon’s expression darkened as he was kicked out of the bedroom. You little minx, Sophie Sullivan!

I let her look and touch for free, and now she wants privacy from me just to change her clothes?

Absolutely no perks for me!

After breakfast, Sophie Sullivan went to the medical office to visit Old Mr. Standford.

George Stanford was still under observation in the ICU. According to the doctor, he was not yet out of life-threatening danger.

Sophie Sullivan’s brows knitted tighter. Minimus Hart... she really won’t give in until she’s forced to face the grim reality! Still not repentant!

Apparently, the cut on her face wasn’t enough to make her truly understand the consequences.