Pampered by My Secret Husband Chapter 882 - 884: Who Knocked Over the Jar of Jealousy?

Sophie Sullivan had a serious expression, shaking her head, "No, if Gaby goes, I go too. If I don’t go, Gaby can’t go either."

Thomas Shannon stared at her. Was she deliberately opposing him?

Unafraid, Sophie stared right back at him. The little thoughts you’re having in your heart, I can guess them with a strand of hair!

A silence fell, with the two of them staring each other down.

Feeling ignored, Gaby huffed noisily, patting its paw on the bedside.

Gaby’s paw had a lot of strength; even the mattress shook a little.

Sophie pressed both hands against Thomas’ chest and gave a push, "Stop it, Gaby is angry."

"What’s more important, Gaby being angry, or being angry?"

Thomas’ voice carried suppressed fury. How many nights of intimacy had Gaby’s presence disrupted recently?

Finally having the chance to enjoy the delicate beauty before him, Gaby still needed to cause trouble!

Thomas steeled his resolve; tonight he was determined to make her choose between him and Gaby.

There’s only one man, but if a pet is gone, you can always get another one!

"Of course Gaby is more important," Sophie replied matter-of-factly. "Gaby has been by my side for so many years, I’ve long considered it family."

"You consider Gaby family, what about ?"

These words carried a hint of jealousy.

Sophie clicked her tongue and sniffed around mockingly, "What’s that sll? Whose jar of jealousy was knocked over?"

"Like a little puppy."

Thomas twisted her chin with annoyance, turning her little head that was still sniffing around to face him, "Your jar of jealousy, are you going to handle it or not?"

"Nonsense, there’s no jar of jealousy as big as you in my house."

"There is now." Thomas spoke each word with unswerving determination.

Sophie had never seen soone so shaless; Thomas kept breaking his own records.

"Stop fooling around, Thomas. I’m so tired."

Exhausted by his antics and after saying so much, she was already nodding off with sleepiness.

This man was so despicable, still pestering her and not letting her sleep.

Truly infuriating.

"Okay, I won’t ss around."

Thomas collected his smile, getting serious, "Let’s have a serious talk about Gaby. Since Harry can do it, why can’t Gaby?"

Sophie opened her eyes in anger, glaring straight at him. After all was said and done, he still couldn’t stand her Gaby!

This man, how could he be so petty?

"No."

"Give a reason."

"Harry is so small, Gaby is so big; Harry’s resistance is futile, Gaby’s resistance is effective."

Ultimately, she just wouldn’t allow Gaby to be kicked out of the bedroom.

Thomas’ thin lips pressed tightly, his cold eyes narrowing dangerously, "Really not letting Gaby out?"

Sophie closed her eyes, showing no room for negotiation, "Really not."

"Fine, let Gaby sleep in the bedroom, we’ll sleep in another bedroom." Thomas pretended to pick her up, and Sophie opened her eyes again. If that’s not being a rascal, what is?

"Thomas Shannon, how can you be so domineering?"

Thomas held her soft, fragrant body tightly, burying his face in her soft chest, "The only thing I want to dominate is you."

"You..."

"Fennie, let Gaby out, hmm?"

Sophie wore a reluctantly troubled expression, taking a few deep breaths before gradually compromising, "Okay, you can let Harry in to sleep too."

Pausing, she added, "As long as Harry isn’t afraid of Gaby eating him."