Pampered by My Secret Husband

Chapter 1458: Chapter 1460: She Definitely Won’t Let Thomas Shannon Off!

But…

Sophie Sullivan gritted her teeth in dissatisfaction, “But her Daddy is a bastard!”

“No matter how much of a bastard he is, even a tiger doesn’t eat its cubs; he’ll definitely take good care of Christina.”

Sophie Sullivan felt as if all her energy was drained, her body limp against the sofa, “I just hope the time passes quickly, so I can bring Christina back home soon.”

Suddenly, William Westlake started crying, and Gaby, lying on the carpet, quickly lifted his head, nudging and trying to soothe William.

“My baby, are you hungry?” Sophie took William from Lucifer and gently rocked him in her arms.

William cried like a little poor thing, and Sophie took him to the bedroom to nurse him.

Lucifer patted the sofa, and Gaby jumped up onto it immediately.

“Gaby, are you also worried about William?”

Gaby rested his big head on Lucifer’s legs, and let out a low howl.

Lucifer stared blankly at a certain spot, lost in thought.

William was contentedly drinking breast milk; after he was full, he held onto Sophie’s finger and played.

His light-colored eyes were just like Sophie’s.

His tiny hand grasped a finger of hers, as if it were an especially fun toy, not wanting to let go.

Sophie chuckled softly and lowered her head to kiss his cheek, “Do you love Mommy?”

“Mommy loves William too.” Sophie sighed wistfully, her gaze drifting through the floor-to-ceiling windows to the distance, “Mommy loves Christina too…”

William can drink breast milk, but Christina cannot.

William can stay beside Mommy, but Christina cannot.

Sophie didn’t even know if, once they met again, Christina would recognize her as Mommy or would reject her.

Sophie was even more uncertain about how the Shannon Family would treat her, whether they would care for her meticulously.

All these thoughts were tangled in her heart, becoming a lingering sorrow.

She wished that her Christina could be cared for and loved, growing up healthily.

Otherwise, she definitely wouldn’t let Thomas Shannon get away with it!

…

Moores’ Villa.

Snap!

A crisp slap echoed in the living room.

The servants lowered their heads one after another, pretending they had seen nothing.

Autumn Johnson’s cheek burned with pain as she glared angrily at the drunken Harrison Moore, even in the daytime, “What are you doing?!”

“I’m hitting you, what’s wrong with that?” Harrison Moore staggered forward, grabbing her collar, sneering coldly with alcohol on his breath, “Autumn Johnson, you married into the Moore Family, you have to abide by our family’s rules. Don’t think you’re still that high and mighty Young Lady from the Zane Family; in my family, with just one word from me, do you believe you’ll live worse than a dog?”

Autumn Johnson raised her hand and slapped him in return.

Harrison Moore was in disbelief, momentarily loosening his grip on her collar.

Autumn Johnson quickly stepped back two steps, putting a safe distance between them, adjusting her collar, “Harrison Moore, if you don’t sober up, I won’t mind helping you come to your senses.”

“Mummy…”

A soft and timid voice sounded not far away.

“Bliss?” Autumn Johnson saw her daughter standing at the staircase entrance, too scared to come over, and immediately felt a pang in her heart.

She took large strides over and hugged her daughter tightly, “It’s alright, Mommy is here, don’t be afraid.”

Bliss hugged her neck tightly, whispering, “Why did Daddy hit Mommy?”

Autumn Johnson suppressed the anger toward Harrison Moore in her heart, speaking gently, “Daddy is drunk, he isn’t thinking clearly.”