Pampered by My Secret Husband

Before Cecilia arrived, he wasn’t this weak, his fists were like iron, pounding on the body as if a knife had ground over.

The trick of self-pity...

It’s a ploy this man often uses; it doesn’t need to be new, just effective.

Thomas Shannon hardly retaliated, always in the receiving end, his gaze forever fixed on Sophie Sullivan.

In that look, there were so many emotions.

Hearing Lucifer’s words, Sophie Sullivan felt a momentary urge to stop him.

”Fennie...”

Thomas Shannon lifted his hand, wiped away the vivid blood at the corner of his mouth, his handsome face becoming even sharper.

Separated by a distance, the two gazed distantly at each other.

”Are you still angry with me?”

Lucifer really couldn’t stand it, he kicked over with force, ”Thomas Shannon, you’re shameless!”

Pretending!

Still pretending!

Always playing the pitiful in front of Cecilia, using the trick of self-pity, it’s enough!

Lucifer was truly beating Thomas Shannon to death, each punch and kick carried a vicious force.

Charlie River couldn’t bear it, he anxiously cast his pleading eyes towards Sophie Sullivan, ”Maniac, please persuade the Young Master, if this continues, it will be fatal!”

”...”

”The Young Master knows you’re angry, so he gave you time to cool down, in the days you were gone, there hasn’t been a single good day for him.”

”...”

”The Young Master travelled a long distance to find you just to calm your anger. Maniac, considering how much the Young Master cares for you, please ask him to stop. In order to gain your forgiveness, he won’t fight back. Could you bear to watch the Young Master being beaten to death like this?”

Charlie River’s every word hit Sophie Sullivan’s heart.

From the moment she appeared till now, indeed all she saw was Thomas Shannon constantly being passively beaten.

He never fought back.

Hearing Charlie River’s words, Lucifer sneered, turning his head to look at Sophie Sullivan, seeing her wavering expression, he became furious immediately, ”Cecilia, don’t listen to him! He’s playing the trick of self-pity for you to see, before you came, he wasn’t like this.”

This shameless fellow, even scheming against me.

Thomas Shannon’s thin lips were pressed tightly, seemingly suppressing the pain, under the sunshine, his facial color was frighteningly pale, fine cold sweat beaded on his forehead, refracting tiny glints of light.

Those deep eyes always tenderly looked at Sophie Sullivan.

He asked her if she was still angry.

Sophie Sullivan sighed faintly, ”Thomas Shannon, why do you do this?”

Why come looking for her, why come here to take a beating, is it worth it?

He always said she was a thankless wretch, heartless, knowing she was heartless, why still come to find her?

”Fennie, I miss you.” Thomas Shannon struggled to finish this sentence, then suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

His tall body staggered, retreating a few steps, ultimately couldn’t stand firmly and fell.

”Thomas Shannon!”

Sophie Sullivan rushed over, Thomas Shannon had already been swiftly supported by Charlie River, Sophie Sullivan came to him, tightly grasping his wrist, ”Are you okay?”

”Fennie.” Thomas Shannon shook off Charlie River’s supporting hand, spread his arms and embraced Sophie Sullivan.

His tall body, all weight leaned on her, resting his head in her neck, smelling the faint aroma unique to her body.

”I missed you so much...”

Missed you, really missed you.

Inside her heart, Sophie Sullivan felt conflicted, Thomas Shannon embraced her tightly and hoarsely whispered in her ear, ”Without you, I haven’t had a good night’s sleep.”