Fennie, you’re mine.
Your body and soul will both belong to .
In the late night, Sophie Sullivan drifted off in a daze; the man stretched out his long arm and pulled her soft body into his embrace.
Almost as an instinctive reaction, Sophie Sullivan rolled into his arms, her slender arm wrapping around his lean waist, her long legs domineeringly hooking over his legs.
Thomas Shannon lowered head and planted a kiss on her red lips, then closed his eyes in satisfaction.
......
the next day, Sophie Sullivan was going back to Country F.
Lucifer, of course, personally went with her, and Thomas Shannon naturally wouldn’t let this chance slip by; he was definitely going too.
Sophie Sullivan went to the dical office to look for Fluffy Zane.
"Fluffy, I have to go back to Country F for a bit. I’m not sure how many days I’ll be gone. These few days, I won’t be able to co see you, so focus on recovering from your wound."
Fluffy Zane looked at her full-of-vitality appearance and finally felt relieved. Yesterday, seeing her rush out like that, she’d thought Sophie was going to Thomas Shannon to fight to the death.
Now it seed there’d been no life-or-death fight; they’d even happily solved the problem.
Hearing her reminder, Fluffy Zane smiled and said, "Just go without worrying. I have a nurse taking care of here, nothing will happen."
After saying goodbye to Fluffy Zane, Sophie Sullivan got in the car and headed to the airport.
On the private jet, Sophie Sullivan did not bring Gaby; Thomas Shannon, however, brought his Harry.
Without Gaby around, it was basically Harry’s stage.
Harry was ridiculously excited, jumping into Thomas Shannon’s embrace one mont to get his head petted.
The next mont he dove into Sophie Sullivan’s embrace, wanting his chin scratched, his chubby and round body running back and forth without getting tired.
Sophie Sullivan and Lucifer sat together; her gaze turned to the porthole outside the window. "Lucifer, what kind of person is my fiance Liam Donald?"
Lucifer pondered for a mont, then said, "Liam Donald is a man of few words, cold and indifferent."
Not talkative...
Cold and indifferent...
Sophie Sullivan subconsciously looked at Thomas Shannon. Could he be the sa type of man as Thomas Shannon?
Noticing her gaze, Thomas Shannon, sitting opposite, lifted his eyes and shot her a cold glance.
Sophie Sullivan imdiately drew back her gaze and pretended nothing had happened.
She couldn’t forget that morning a few days ago after waking up, when she’d found herself wrapped around him like an octopus; the image of it—him lowering his eyes at her with an expressionless face, those deep cold eyes seeming to mock her.
She was clearly the one who’d demanded he not touch her; in the end, the one who broke the rule was her herself.
Thomas Shannon hadn’t touched her; instead, she’d shalessly leaned over, hugging him tight.
As if she’d never let go until death.
finally, Thomas Shannon pushed her away, sat up, and rubbed his own numb arm.
She’d hesitated, asking if he needed help. After all, it was because she’d kept him from moving that his arm had gone numb.
Who knew Thomas Shannon would refuse to appreciate it at all; tossing out a single "No need," he got up and went into the restroom.
Leaving her alone on the bed~, as if she’d done sothing utterly unforgivable.
Sophie Sullivan withdrew her gaze and no longer looked at Thomas Shannon opposite her. She continued asking Lucifer, "Lucifer, how co you never ntioned him to before?"
"You lost your mory, and I didn’t want you to recall those heartbreaking things..."
Sophie Sullivan seized on the key point; she suddenly turned her head, confusion all over her face. "Lucifer, what do you an by that? What do you an you don’t want to rember those heartbreaking things?"
Liam Donald was her fiance; what heartbreaking affair could there be between them?
Lucifer gave her a sympathetic look and let out a quiet sigh.
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