Pampered by My Secret Husband Chapter 854 - 856: No Kissing Allowed

This matter is indeed not urgent yet.

Wait until he finds out whether the person behind Linda is Lillian Spencer, then decide.

Now, he can only confine Linda without causing her any harm.

He lowered his head and gave Sophie Sullivan’s face a light peck, "Once I figure it out, I’ll decide whether to tell Bay King."

Sophie pushed his face away, her red lips slightly curling, "No kissing."

"Why?"

Thomas Shannon’s cold eyes showed a trace of confusion as he tightened the arm encircling her slender waist, pulling her closer to himself, "Is Fennie still mad?"

"I should go to the dical office now." Sophie didn’t answer directly; she got up, called Gaby, and went to the dical office.

The neurologist sent by His Highness Lucifer was in the dical office.

The office was set up next to Old Mr. Standford’s, and the room she was staying in was also next to his.

This indeed saved her a lot of trouble.

Angus, who was the royal physician of Country F, was sent by Lucifer due to the trust in him.

Angus was astonished the first ti he saw Sophie, even though Lucifer had roughly explained the events before he ca.

He was prepared for it ntally.

But upon suddenly seeing Sophie, he was so shocked he couldn’t recover for a long ti, "Miss Cecilia Branford, you..."

"I’ve been disfigured." Sophie responded candidly.

Angus realized his mistake and imdiately lowered his head, "Apologies, Miss Cecilia Branford, I did not an to offend you."

"It’s alright, I’m used to it."

Sophie pulled out a chair and sat down in front of the desk, "Don’t be so formal, you can sit too."

"Yes, Miss Cecilia Branford."

Angus sat down, "I heard from His Highness Lucifer that you have amnesia, so he sent here for your examination and treatnt."

Sophie nodded. Just then, terrifying screams ca from George Stanford’s office next door.

"Fiona... save , Fiona! Quickly take your tiger away!"

Sophie, with a headache, held her head and gestured for Angus to wait a mont; she got up and went to the office next door.

George Stanford was already standing on the office chair, using a pen as a weapon, pointing at Gaby.

His face was full of fear, his body trembling, as if he could fall at any mont.

Gaby was lying on the desk, looking ready to pounce.

Seeing this scene, Sophie found it both funny and exasperating, "Gaby, co over here."

Gaby glanced at her but didn’t move. George Stanford saw his savior coming and was imdiately tearful, "Fiona, quickly take your tiger away, it’s scaring to death."

"Gaby just wants to play with you, don’t be nervous."

"How can I not be nervous?" George Stanford stiffened his neck, trying to look stern, "If I’m not nervous, I wouldn’t even know when it would eat !"

"Gaby, co over!"

Sophie raised her voice, and Gaby reluctantly got off the desk and returned to her side.

George Stanford sighed in relief. Sophie didn’t forget to remind him, "Old Mr. Standford, my dicine is running out, hurry up and get it ready."

"I know, I know."

George Stanford, still shaken, waved his hand repeatedly, "Close the door on your way out, and don’t let it in again."

Sophie left with Gaby, then suddenly poked her head back in, "Old Mr. Standford, rember my dicine."

George Stanford gave her a look, not having observed carefully just now, but now seeing her face’s recovery was better than expected.

"Fiona, co over here."

George Stanford awkwardly jumped off the office chair, dusting off, and Sophie ca to the desk, "What’s the matter?"