Pampered by My Secret Husband-Chapter 660 - 663: Fennie, Are You Trying to Seduce Me?

Having worked up a sweat, she returned to her bedroom and took a bath.

Wearing a pale moonlight white silk robe, Sophie Sullivan lay down on the bed and soon fell asleep.

Sophie Sullivan slept very soundly.

When she woke up, she rubbed her eyes in a daze and glanced at the time – it was already 5:40 p.m.

That meant Thomas Shannon would soon be home.

She got up, opened her wardrobe, and her slender, pale index finger slid across rows of dresses. Finally, it stopped on a red dress.

She took off her sleep gown and put on the Dolce&Gabbana limited edition for the season, an extravagant court-inspired dress that emphasized her feminine elegance and nobility to the fullest.

Sophie Sullivan’s graceful curves were perfectly accentuated.

Half past six in the evening.

Dinner was prepared and waiting to be served.

Sophie Sullivan sat on the sofa, hugging Harry absentmindedly, stroking its fur from time to time.

"Young Master, you’re back."

Hearing the maid’s voice, Sophie Sullivan looked up. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

A man dressed elegantly, striding energetically, was coming in from outside.

With one hand, he took off his suit jacket and handed it to the maid. With the other, he leisurely unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt.

The man’s deep, cold eyes stared intently at her, as Sophie Sullivan let go of Harry and jumped into Thomas Shannon’s arms.

"You’re back?"

Thomas Shannon held her steadily, his heated gaze scanning her face and body.

"Fennie, are you trying to seduce me?"

Sophie Sullivan just smiled without a word and gave him a peck on his handsome face.

She gave him a hint, letting him figure it out for himself.

The butler spoke softly from the side, "Young Master, dinner is ready. Would you like to start the meal now?"

She gently pushed him away, held his hand, and led him towards the Restaurant. "I’m hungry, let’s eat."

Thomas Shannon was led into the Restaurant by her, a helpless smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, his gaze lingering on her back for a long while.

Sophie Sullivan pulled him to sit down and personally served him soup, placing it in front of him.

With one hand supporting her cheek, she smiled softly, "Why are you looking at me? Drink the soup."

Thomas Shannon didn’t rush to sip his soup. He leaned back leisurely in his chair, his gaze deep and enigmatic. "Tell me, what did you get up to today?"

As expected, there was no escaping it.

Sophie Sullivan complained internally, then said with a smile, "I took Gabriel for two laps."

"Anything else?"

Was it really just taking Gabriel for two laps? Thomas Shannon didn’t believe it. Knowing her temperament, she wouldn’t be so attentive for no reason.

Her initiative, her kisses—all signs indicated she had gone all out.

Sophie Sullivan looked at him. "And... I took Minimus Hart for two laps as well."

"What did you do?"