With a vague sense of what he wanted her to see, when the post-surgery scars were revealed before her eyes, Sophie Sullivan still drew a gasp.
The post-surgery scars, she had already seen on her own face three tis.
Having grown used to her own scars, she didn’t find her own terrifying.
But...
But the scars on Lucifer’s chest truly frightened her.
The scars were new, looking utterly shocking.
"Cecilia, I’ve wanted to see you long ago, but the doctors at the Royal Hospital wouldn’t let discharge. Mom and Dad were also worried about , forcing to recover fully before leaving. Otherwise, I would have co to accompany you long ago..."
Lucifer’s voice was soft and gentle, carrying his unique doting tone.
"Don’t say anymore, Lucifer..." With each word he spoke, her heart ached a little more.
She lifted her head, overwheld by sadness, "Such a major surgery, why didn’t you tell ?"
"I was afraid you’d worry." Lucifer gave a bitter smile, lowering his head to start fastening his shirt buttons.
After he fastened his shirt buttons, Sophie stepped forward to embrace him, her cheek pressing against his chest, "Lucifer, does it hurt?"
"No, it doesn’t hurt anymore."
"Really?"
"Of course, not at all."
Liar.
How could such a big surgery not hurt?
Sophie thought to herself quietly, giving him another hug, she trusted that he was unaware of this matter.
Evening.
Thomas Shannon returned from K Group Headquarters and the mont he stepped inside the castle, he saw Sophie sitting on the sofa, her arms crossed over her chest, looking as cold as ice.
He curled his lips into a smile, a trace of softness on his sternly handso face, "What’s wrong?"
He wasn’t there during the day, giving her enough ti to be with Lucifer, wasn’t that satisfactory?
Sophie raised her eyes, giving him a cold glance, "Thomas Shannon, don’t you have anything to say to ?"
"What do you want to say?"
Just then, Lucifer entered with Gaby from outside, casting him a aningful glance.
Sophia snorted coldly, "Don’t tell you know nothing about the affairs in Country F."
Thomas Shannon’s controlling nature was so strong, it’s impossible for him not to have investigated the matters of Country F.
An imposter planning to marry her fiancé, she didn’t believe Thomas Shannon was unaware.
Thomas Shannon raised his hand, unfastened two shirt buttons, and approached Sophie, grabbing her wrist, "Whatever there is to say, let’s discuss it in the study room."
"Let’s discuss it right here!"
Lucifer, too, remarked coolly from the side, "Thomas Shannon, whatever needs to be said, say it here, why hide away? Or are you feeling guilty?"
Thomas Shannon suddenly turned his head, staring at him with cold and fierce eyes, hearing his relaxed tone, could it be... he’s washed his hands of this?
Lucifer stroked Gaby’s head and sat on the sofa, assuming a leisurely deanor waiting to watch the show.
This despicable fellow!
Thomas Shannon understood clearly, Lucifer, that fellow, had already cleared all responsibilities!
No wonder he’s so leisurely waiting to watch a good show now.
His hand was forced open, Sophie sat back down, lifted her hand, and rubbed her reddened wrist, "Lucifer is right, Thomas Shannon, what are you feeling guilty about?"
Feeling guilty?
Even if he knew that the woman who took everything from her was going to marry her fiancé, so what?
He knew, so wouldn’t Lucifer, who is from Country F, also know?
Thomas Shannon’s expression was cold and stern, he snorted disdainfully, nodding gradually, "Fine, we’ll discuss it here then."
The man sat down beside Sophie, crossing his long legs, lighting a cigarette, appearing very impatient.
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