Pampered by My Secret Husband-Chapter 88 Amelia Shaw, Miss Shaw

Who would be willing to endure that painful punishment?

"You’re quite clever at looking out for yourself."

Pushing her body away from him, Thomas Shannon got ashore, took the bathrobe from the servant, and casually draped it over himself.

Sophie Sullivan swam up to the shore herself, took a towel from the servant’s hand, and eagerly approached Thomas Shannon.

"Young Master, let me dry your hair for you."

As Thomas Shannon drank water, he neither agreed nor disagreed.

Taking his silence as consent, Sophie Sullivan put her fawning skills on full display.

Her gaze fell on his hand; his wound had been treated with waterproof measures, so swimming wouldn’t cause infection.

Sophie Sullivan stretched out her index finger and gently touched it. "Does it hurt?"

She’d heard from the servants that when he pulled his hand out, it was already crushed and mangled.

It seemed she really had bitten too hard!

Thomas Shannon frowned, put down his water cup. Sophie, catching his cold eyes, immediately retracted her finger.

"If there’s nothing else, you can go now."

"Young Master..."

"I said, you can get lost!"

The man’s sudden fury left Sophie dumbfounded. She threw the towel aside and turned to leave.

Fine, get lost! She wasn’t eager to serve him anyway! Looking at his attitude, it seemed he wasn’t planning to punish her either.

Sophie Sullivan was relieved and returned to her bedroom to rest for a while.

Far away in Country C, Minimus Hart received the message instantly.

The maniac had bitten the Young Master! This was cause for celebration! As expected, the maniac hadn’t let her down.

Minimus Hart hung up the telephone and counted the days. She figured the maniac wouldn’t be able to run wild for much longer. Not many people who opposed her ended up well. Even that little maniac of hers was no exception. She didn’t believe that the Young Master would take action against her—who had made countless contributions for him—for an insignificant woman. Once these orders were successfully traded, her mission would be accomplished. At that time, she would go back and personally deal with the maniac.

「Meanwhile」

Charlie River received a telephone call, and his expression changed dramatically.

He glanced cautiously at the man lying on the lounge chair, said a few words into the telephone, and then hung up.

Hesitating, he approached. "Young Master."

"Hm?" Thomas Shannon elegantly sipped his red wine, responding indifferently.

"I just received a message that... someone saw Miss Shaw in Country H," Charlie River said, trembling, carefully observing his expression.

Thomas Shannon’s hand, lightly swirling the wine glass, paused. His eyes remained calm, yet they seemed to conceal a raging storm.

Thomas Shannon didn’t speak for a long time, and Charlie River couldn’t fathom his thoughts, nor did he dare to say more. He feared that saying more would lead to more mistakes.

Even after all these years with the Young Master, he still found it difficult to fathom his thoughts.

"Which Miss Shaw?" After a long pause, the man’s thin lips uttered a light, almost dismissive, remark. He sounded utterly indifferent.

It seemed like just a casual question.

Charlie River’s body stiffened. He respectfully said, "Amelia Shaw, Miss Shaw."

Amelia Shaw. This woman had, in the past, occupied a significant place in Thomas Shannon’s heart.

Until that incident happened...

It was precisely because of that incident that the Young Master had become deeply disappointed in her, refusing to see her ever since.

The message received this time said that Amelia Shaw was not doing well overseas; it seemed she had encountered considerable difficulties.

Thomas Shannon’s expression darkened, his displeasure now clearly discernible. His thin lips pressed tightly as he tilted his head back and downed the wine in his goblet in one gulp.

CRASH!

The goblet smashed on the ground, shattering into pieces.

The man’s tall, imposing figure exuded a heavy, chilling aura. "From now on, don’t tell me about her affairs."