Pampered by My Secret Husband-Chapter 676 - 679: Fennie, wake up quickly!

William Guillen and Edward Benson stood up at the same time. "Thomas, what’s wrong?"

"The maniac is in trouble."

After hurriedly leaving that sentence behind, Thomas Shannon’s silhouette quickly disappeared from the private room.

William Guillen had a confused expression. "Who would be so bold as to attack the maniac in the Golden Wing Palace?"

Edward Benson patted his shoulder. "We’ll know once we go and take a look."

The two baffled men followed him out.

In the projection room, the female manager called out several times, but Sophie Sullivan didn’t wake up.

Her nightmare was very severe; her body had gone cold, and the sweat on her forehead had soaked her hair.

The wet, sticky hair was messily plastered to her face.

"Young Master, you’re here."

The man in black guarding the doorway of the projection room saw the imposing Thomas Shannon striding towards him and immediately pushed open the door.

Sophie Sullivan was leaning against the chair, her head tilted to one side, her eyebrows tightly furrowed, and her sweat-soaked hair was messily stuck to her face.

All the lights in the projection room were already on, revealing the fear on Sophie Sullivan’s face, leaving it nowhere to hide.

The female manager, who had been sitting beside her trying to wake her, immediately stood up and respectfully stepped aside. "President, Miss had a nightmare and couldn’t be woken up."

Having a nightmare...

There was only one possibility for Sophie Sullivan having a nightmare...

Thomas Shannon waved his hand, signaling them to leave.

The two female managers didn’t dare hesitate and immediately left the projection room.

Thomas Shannon carefully gathered Sophie Sullivan’s body into his embrace. He lowered his head and wiped the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief. "Fennie, wake up."

Holding her frail body, he felt her shivering. Was she very cold?

Thomas Shannon’s thin lips pressed tightly together. He tucked the blanket better around her and then hugged her tightly. "Fennie, you’re having a nightmare. Wake up soon."

When William Guillen and Edward Benson arrived, they were shocked to see Thomas Shannon speaking with such a tender voice and wearing such a pitying expression.

So the ’maniac’ he mentioned was in trouble just because she fell asleep during a movie and had a nightmare?

Just the maniac having a nightmare made him this tense; he’s truly fallen hard for her.

William Guillen elbowed Edward Benson. "We can go back and continue drinking."

"Lan Singh, your words are really correct," Edward Benson laughed softly. "Thomas is indeed completely wrapped around the maniac’s finger."

The two turned and left. Staying would only make them feel like lightbulbs, so it was better to go back and continue drinking.

Thomas Shannon called out several times, but Sophie Sullivan still showed no signs of waking. His eyes darkened; he couldn’t let her continue to be trapped in the nightmare.

She was terrified; everything in the dream was making her terrified.

Thomas Shannon patted her face. "Sophie Sullivan, wake up quickly." Determined to wake her, the pats inevitably grew a little firmer.

Sophie slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze was empty, her voice weak and barely audible. "...Where am I?"

The man’s face was somber. He gripped her chin with one hand, forcing her to look at him. "Look at me. Do you know who I am?"

Sophie stared at him intently for a while before raising her hand and prying his hand away. "Thomas Shannon, stop messing around."

The man’s gloomy expression gradually eased, and a faint smile hooked the corner of his mouth. "You had a nightmare, did you know?"

Nightmare...

She had had a nightmare again.

Sophie Sullivan raised her hands to her face. The cold, gleaming knife, cutting her face, one slash at a time...

The heart-wrenching, bone-deep pain... 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Sophie suddenly took a deep breath. No... she couldn’t think about it anymore!