Chapter 426 - 428: Is this a good thing to say, Thomas Shannon?

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Chapter 426 of "Pampered by My Secret Husband" begins with intriguing events: She confidently called to George Stanford, "Did you see that, Old Mr. Standford?"Her legs are... Don’t miss it!

She confidently called to George Stanford, "Did you see that, Old Mr. Standford?"Her legs are so flexible and not injured at all! George Stanford looked her up and down a few times, then awkwardly cleared his throat. "So, what are you doing here?" "Of course, I’m here to check my face." Sophie Sullivan took two steps forward, pulled out the chair in front of his office desk, and sat down. She pointed to her face. "My face itches so much! Thomas Shannon said it might have formed a scab. Can you take a look and see if it has, in the end?" "Formed a scab?" George Stanford waved his hand. "Not so fast. Don’t get overexcited." Her enthusiasm was doused as if by a bucket of cold water. But Sophie Sullivan was still unwilling to give up. She slammed her hand on the tabletop. "Well, if you conduct an examination, you’ll know, won’t you?" George Stanford secretly glanced at Thomas Shannon behind Sophie Sullivan and, seeing his approval, reluctantly prepared medicine and gauze to remove the gauze on her face. As he carefully peeled off the layers of gauze, George Stanford’s expression turned to one of surprise. He sighed and shook his head in amazement. "Indeed, you’re as unkillable as a little roach. This regenerative ability... is incredible." Little roach? Sophie Sullivan turned her head and asked Thomas Shannon with a puzzled expression, "What’s a ’little roach’?" The corner of Thomas Shannon’s thin lips hooked up slightly, his smile carrying a hint of mischief. "A cockroach." She originally thought ’little roach’ was a compliment, but it turned out... Realizing that Old Mr. Standford had compared her to such a disgusting insect, Sophie Sullivan shivered all over. She glared fiercely at George Stanford. "Old Mr. Standford, you’re the cockroach! Don’t you ever use such disgusting things to describe me again!" If he ever described her with something so disgusting again, she would definitely burn his medical records. Definitely! "Ahem..." George Stanford began to defend himself. "That was just a metaphor... I was praising you for being indomitable, unyielding..." Sophie Sullivan gave him a cold look. "Go on." Let’s see what other nice things you can come up with! George Stanford, getting the hint, shut his mouth. He completely removed the gauze, revealing Sophie Sullivan’s healed wound. He couldn’t help but shake his head and sigh again. "This is beyond anyone’s expectations... your face, it wasn’t fated to be ruined." "Is that a nice thing to say, Thomas Shannon?" Thomas Shannon nodded slightly, and Sophie Sullivan finally hooked the corner of her mouth in satisfaction. "Since a scab has formed, there’s no need for gauze anymore. Let the scab get more air exposure; don’t keep it covered, as this will help the scab fall off naturally." George Stanford realized the medicine and gauze he had prepared were completely unnecessary, so he just put them away. Hearing that she wouldn’t have to wear gauze anymore, Sophie Sullivan breathed a sigh of relief inside her heart. It looked like her recovery was quite promising. She was excited and emotional. Her beautiful face would soon be restored! Her excitement was more than obvious, yet Thomas Shannon still carefully asked George Stanford, "Is there anything we should pay special attention to now that the wound has formed a scab?" "You absolutely must observe dietary restrictions. You cannot touch even a tiny bit of stimulating food. Also, you must not consume any food containing melanin." Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on Nove1Fire.net "Is there anything else?" Sophie Sullivan tilted her head, her eyes sparkling brightly, as if reflecting the entire dazzling Galaxy. George Stanford cautioned her solemnly, "Also, don’t touch your face with your hands. Let those scabs fall off naturally. You absolutely mustn’t pick them off yourself. Otherwise, you’ll regret it." "I know, I know! I’m not so silly as to pick them off myself." Sophie Sullivan stood up. "I’ve waited for such a long length of time already; what’s a little more?" She just needed to wait for them to fall off naturally. She would wait!

Chapter 426 - 428: Is this a good thing to say, Thomas Shannon?

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