Sophie Sullivan was sure that she hadn’t shed as many tears in a year as she had today.
There was a suffocating feeling in her chest that choked her, making her extrely uncomfortable. The feeling of suffocation surged like a tidal wave, driving her mad.
"Thomas Shannon, you bastard... you’re a thorough bastard..."
Why did he deceive her?
Why did he tell her those words, which seed like last words on his deathbed?
Why? Why!
Sophie kicked the tiger that was pinning her down, staring at it fiercely. "Get off !"
The tiger let out a howl, its voice gradually weakening.
But it still didn’t let go of her.
Sophie kept kicking it. "Get off! If you don’t, I’ll kill you!"
Not far away, Thomas Shannon was trapped in the quicksand, watching the insane Sophie. Seeing her anxious appearance, he felt relieved.
She wasn’t heartless.
Her heart was like a clear mirror, and she could feel who was kind to her more than anyone else.
"Maniac..." Thomas Shannon called out to her.
Sophie couldn’t see him; she could only hear his increasingly weak voice. He must be sinking deeper.
Thinking of this, her tears fell like beads from a broken thread, rolling down ceaselessly.
"I’m here, Thomas Shannon, I’m here!"
"Do you rember when I promised to have George Stanford treat your face, and you said you would grant a request?"
"I rember." Whatever his request was, she had agreed to it.
"Unfortunately, I’m running out of ti to exercise my power now..."
Sophie Sullivan’s heart felt as if it were being gripped by soone, hurting terribly. "Whatever you want to do, just say it and I’ll make sure to complete it!"
Anything you ask, I’ll make sure to do it.
Definitely!
I won’t go back on my word!
"No... I don’t have ti for that request anymore. If I get a chance in the next life, I’ll co find you to fulfill it..."
Next life?
The conversation beca increasingly lancholic.
Sophie Sullivan couldn’t help but sniffle. "Thomas Shannon, don’t you love ?"
"Mm." At the other end, Thomas Shannon’s low voice finally ca through.
It was the first ti, the first ti he admitted he liked her.
In the past, whenever she asked if he liked her, he always responded with a smile. Otherwise, he would deliberately change the subject. This ti, he admitted it straightforwardly, without the slightest hesitation.
But Sophie’s heart ached more than ever...
He confessed his feelings for her, just as his ti was running out...
"Thomas Shannon, why are you so foolish?"
From the other end, Thomas Shannon’s increasingly weak voice rang out. "...Maniac, do you love ? Even just a little?"
Sophie grabbed the hateful tiger with both hands, nodding wildly. "I love you, I do!"
Thomas Shannon let out a low, deep laugh. "...That’s enough."
That’s enough?
It didn’t sound like sothing the arrogant and invincible Young Master Shannon would say.
Was that really enough?
No, it wasn’t enough.
He couldn’t die. He had to live.
"Thomas Shannon, I’m telling you, it’s not enough! It’s far from enough!" she scread desperately, as if afraid he couldn’t hear her. "Don’t you want to marry ? Don’t you want to have a child with ? Don’t die, please don’t die, okay?"
"I want to marry you, of course, and I want you to bear my child even more... But there’s no ti. Maniac, I can’t make it..."
As soon as Thomas Shannon’s voice fell, no matter how Sophie called out or promised, his voice never sounded again.
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