Chapter 351 - 353: Thomas Shannon, can you please shut your mouth?

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Chapter 351 of "Pampered by My Secret Husband" starts the action: Sophie Sullivan closed her eyes, pretending to be dead.The man’s fingertips, slightly calloused, pinched her... Find out what happens!

Sophie Sullivan closed her eyes, pretending to be dead.The man’s fingertips, slightly calloused, pinched her maliciously. "Talk." "Thomas Shannon, can you shut up and let me sleep?" Thomas Shannon frowned. "Is this how you sleep?" "What else? Should I do the splits?" Thomas Shannon: "..." After a long time, Thomas Shannon withdrew his hand, his magnetic voice tinged with anger. "If you want to sleep on the floor, just say so. I’ll fulfill your wish!" Sophie Sullivan took a deep breath. He was so demanding! Reluctantly, she moved her body, which she had painstakingly kept far from him, back closer. Thomas Shannon scooped her soft body into his embrace with one hand. "Behave, or you’ll bear the consequences." Sophie Sullivan had wanted to swallow her anger and just endure it, but his hands were restless. Could she sleep properly with him holding her like this? Uncomfortable, she pushed against his chest, which was too close. "Thomas Shannon, when did you develop this bad habit?" "What are you talking about?" "I don’t like this position." "Then what position do you like?" Sophie Sullivan: "..." There’s no way to communicate with him. Sophie Sullivan fell asleep that night in an annoyed mood. 「The next day.」 Before dawn, Sophie Sullivan was shaken awake. Still groggy, her eyes closed, she lifted her hand and hammered the man’s chest a few times. "Maniac, wake up!" "Thomas Shannon, I’m going to fight you!" Sophie Sullivan opened her eyes and lunged for him, but Thomas Shannon, quick-eyed, caught her hand. "Get up." "I won’t." "We agreed to watch the sunrise at the mountain top. Do you want to back out?" What does he mean, *she* wants to back out? This was clearly his decision; when did she ever agree? Besides, what’s so great about a sunrise? Is it more interesting than sleeping? Does it bring more happiness? "I’m not going." Sophie Sullivan felt boneless and lazy, refusing to move. Thomas Shannon turned on the lamp, got out of bed, and went to wash up. Sophie Sullivan thought she had dodged a bullet, but to her surprise, after Thomas Shannon was done washing up, he scooped her right out of bed. As her body suddenly felt lighter, Sophie Sullivan instinctively clung to his neck, startled. "Thomas Shannon, what do you think you’re doing?" "Taking you to wash up." "I said I’m not going! Put me down." "If I tell you to go, you have to go." Sophie Sullivan was furious enough to scream. She had gone to bed late last night, and now, while it was still dark, she was being dragged out of bed. She was going crazy! Sophie Sullivan’s crankiness from being woken up lasted all the way until she got into the car. When she realized Amelia Shaw was also there, she had the sudden urge to storm out of the car. But, thinking of her face, Sophie Sullivan restrained herself again. So what if it’s Amelia Shaw? She could just ignore her. Her face is still in its recovery period, so she’s at a disadvantage. It’s best not to confront her directly. Amelia Shaw isn’t an easy target either. When she gets serious, she’s more ruthless than anyone. For the sake of my face, I’ll endure it. "Thomas, the dew is heavy outside. Have some warm milk first to warm yourself up." Original content can be found at NovєlFіre.net Amelia Shaw handed the warm milk she had prepared to Thomas Shannon. He looked up. "Aren’t you having any?" Amelia Shaw smiled radiantly. "I’ll drink mine later." After a moment, Sophie Sullivan finally understood what Amelia meant by "later." Thomas Shannon took a few token sips, then held the glass of milk, clearly not intending to drink more. Amelia Shaw took the glass from him and, positioning her lips where Thomas Shannon had drunk from, took a sip. At that moment, a phrase flashed through Sophie Sullivan’s mind: An indirect kiss!

Chapter 351 - 353: Thomas Shannon, can you please shut your mouth?

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