Pampered by My Secret Husband Chapter 620 - 623: A man’s words should count!

Faced with a ddleso woman like Sophie Sullivan, he could only rely on his wits. He couldn’t use force to conquer her.

Thomas Shannon, with a hooked corner of his mouth, sketched out what he considered a gentle smile. "Why should I jump?"

Sophie shrank back, looking at his cold, freezing eyes. "Why are you so fierce?"

Fierce? Thomas glanced at the servant beside him. "Am I fierce?"

The servants shook their heads fearfully, not daring to tell the truth. "Young Master... No, not fierce."

"Liar!" Sophie’s voice was crisp and resonant. "If he really wasn’t fierce, what would you be afraid of? Why are you stuttering?"

Thomas Shannon was speechless. Will she only be satisfied when everyone admits he’s fierce?

"What are you looking at for? Why won’t you jump?"

Thomas’s handso face tightened. "There’s no mud pond..."

Sophie joyfully tossed aside the cushion and jumped off the sofa. "That’s easy to fix!"

「Half an hour later.」

The clean, clear swimming pool had turned into a murky mud pond. Servants were still stirring it with wooden sticks, thoroughly mixing the mud and water.

Sophie lay lazily on a lounge chair, sipping iced coconut juice, one hand scratching Harry’s head as she supervised the work.

Inside the main hall, Thomas frowned and took a deep puff of his cigarette. He looked at Charlie River, who hurried in with a worried expression. "How is everything?"

"Young Master..." Charlie wore an expression that scread trouble. "The maniac... she really created a mud pond."

His swimming pool was ruined!

"Where did the mud co from?"

Charlie carefully observed his facial color and said, "The mud was dug up from the equestrian center..."

Thomas Shannon was speechless. He rubbed his brow with the hand holding his cigarette. A miscalculation! He shouldn’t have let her get her way! If he’d known she would pull this trick, he shouldn’t have carelessly agreed to her just now. From the very beginning, she’d had no good intentions; she’d dug a pit and was waiting for him to jump in.

"Go tell the maniac that I have sothing else to attend to and have to leave first."

Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, fleeing was the best! Thomas got up and strode out. "To the headquarters."

Charlie ordered the n in black to prepare the car and head to K Group Headquarters via his wireless earpiece.

As soon as Thomas stepped out of the castle, Sophie intercepted him.

She held Harry in her arms, wearing a light cloth long skirt. Her long hair was lazily tied up, with only two wavy strands left by her ears, adding a touch of playfulness.

Sophie raised her chin slightly, looking at him defensively. "Bad person, where are you going?"

"Ahem." Clearing his throat, Thomas looked away. "I have urgent public affairs to deal with, so I’m leaving first."

As he made to leave, Sophie grabbed his arm. "Bad person, are you a man?"

Thomas Shannon was speechless. Whether he was a man or not, hadn’t that been proven very clearly the other night?

"Fennie, don’t ss around."

"Mum said a man must stand by his word!"

"Mum also said that promises made when one isn’t clear-headed don’t have to count."

"Liar, you can’t leave!"

Seeing his determination to leave, how could Sophie let such a good opportunity slip by? She put Harry down and wrapped her arms tightly around Thomas, clinging to him and refusing to let him go.

Thomas was utterly helpless. "Who told you to dig up soil from the equestrian center?"

Didn’t she know that soil contained Gabriel’s excrent?

"It’s all clean!" Sophie’s beautiful eyes stared defiantly at him.

The servant beside them awkwardly explained, "Young Master, don’t worry... that soil... is all clean..."