Pampered by My Secret Husband Chapter 692 - 695: Say "I miss you" three times, and you’ll

"Don’t answer my telephone calls in the future, understand?"

Sophie, still dazed from being woken by his mother’s telephone call, asked, "Was that your mother calling?"

"Yes."

"Is she blaming ?"

Thomas Shannon’s eyes darkened slightly. "That’s not the point. Rember what I said."

Sophie got angry. Combined with the grumpiness from being woken up, she was quite upset.

Her leg, caught in his hand, kicked forcefully a couple of tis, finally breaking free. Sophie sat up, grabbed a pillow, and slamd it against him.

"Thomas Shannon, points deducted!"

Thomas Shannon caught the pillow with one hand and casually tossed it aside. He leaned over, gripping her chin. "Which points?"

"Affection points!"

"Fennie, you’re breaking the ga rules." His eyes narrowed dangerously, anger flickering in their depths.

"I made the ga rules! It’s up to whether to deduct or add points!"

Sophie pried his hand away and tossed it aside. "You can’t force to like you, just as you can’t force not to deduct your points when you upset ."

"Fine. Why are you deducting points? Give a reason." Thomas Shannon’s voice was low and deep, laced with a hidden danger as he emphasized, "A reason that will convince ."

Sophie snorted, her long eyelashes sweeping down, veiling the turbulent emotions in her eyes. "You made unhappy."

"Because of the telephone call?"

"You won’t let touch your mobile phone." He claid to like her, but he got angry just because she answered his telephone.

His affection seed worthless.

"It’s not that I won’t let you touch it. Just don’t answer it."

"Is there really a difference? Their nature is the sa."

Not letting her touch it ant not letting her answer his telephone. He was afraid she would ruin things.

He was afraid that if she answered his telephone, she might upset the person calling him.

"Fennie, don’t be unreasonable." Thomas Shannon grabbed her chin again. "Get up, do your washing up, and co down the stairs for breakfast."

With that, he picked up his mobile phone and left the room.

Sophie snorted coldly, went into the restroom to do her washing up. When she ca out, her mobile phone on the bedside table rang.

She deliberately glanced at it; seeing it was her own mobile phone, she picked it up.

"Lucifer?"

"Dear Cecilia, have you missed ?" Lucifer’s teasing voice ca over the line.

Sophie could almost imagine Lucifer’s enchanting face, his scarlet thin lips curved into a brilliantly doting smile. She chuckled softly. "Before you ask if I’ve missed you, shouldn’t you tell if *you’ve* missed **?"

"My dear, I’ve missed you so much I’m going insane," Lucifer sighed, rubbing his forehead.

The corners of Sophie’s mouth curled up. The anger Thomas Shannon had stirred in her gradually dissipated with Lucifer’s few words. "I missed you too," she said.

"Cecilia, say you miss three tis, and there’ll be an unexpected surprise. Want to try?"

"Lucifer, what tricks are you playing now?"

"Cecilia, if you want to know, do as I say."

Lucifer really knew how to get to her; he had thoroughly hooked her curiosity. "Lucifer, I miss you, I miss you, I *really* miss you! Where’s the surprise?"

A low, deep laugh ca from the other end of the telephone. "I’ll tell you so good news."

Sophie’s patience was wearing thin. "Go on."

Lucifer patted Gaby’s big head, signaling it not to worry, that it would make an appearance soon. "Forget it, just see for yourself. Hang up the telephone, and I’ll video call you in a while."