Chapter 1403 - 1405: We’re About to Part Ways, Won’t You Look at Me?

No matter how much she wanted to hide, she could never escape his sphere of control.

"Don’t be angry, hmm?"

Sophie Sullivan seemed to hear the biggest joke in the world, she pushed him away with a force, and Thomas Shannon’s eyes darkened.

Sophie wiped her forehead, trying to wipe away the scorching temperature from his thin lips, "Thomas Shannon, you’re really absurd to death, you say don’t be angry, and I’m not supposed to be angry. Tomorrow you might ask me to have your child, do I have to obediently have it for you then?"

What does he take her for?

His slave or pet?

Thomas Shannon’s thin lips pressed tightly, he did indeed want her to have his children, would one be enough?

Even a whole football team wouldn’t be too many!

"What will it take for you to believe me?"

"Nothing will make me believe!" Since there’s already been deception, what’s there left to say?

Deception is just the beginning of a man’s impatience with you, later there will be more lies, more concealment, and even infidelity.

Sophie didn’t want to waste time with him; coincidentally, Derek Clark’s call came through, she answered the phone, turned and left, "Okay, I’ll be right there."

Derek Clark was already at the manor entrance, waiting for her.

Sophie took the bodyguard and left, Thomas Shannon chased after them, watching her resolute silhouette, feeling as if his heart was steeped in bitterness.

Unbearably uncomfortable.

"Fennie!" Thomas Shannon bypassed the bodyguard and hugged her tightly from behind.

Sophie twisted her body struggling, "Let me go."

Thomas Shannon’s chin rested on her shoulder, "After you go back, make sure to call me every day, remember to miss me every day, don’t get too close to Lucifer, and definitely don’t have any contact with Liam Donald. Even if... you don’t want to call me, you must answer my calls, understand?"

"..."

"Fennie, I love you." Thomas Shannon murmured into her ear, his voice hoarse and deep.

"I don’t love you."

Thomas Shannon laughed softly, "Don’t say things out of anger."

"..." Might as well let him die of anger.

Thomas Shannon turned her body around, lifting her delicate chin with one hand, "We’re about to part, won’t you look at me?"

Sophie simply closed her eyes.

Thomas Shannon sighed helplessly, cupping her smiling face, lowering his head to rest his forehead against hers, "What should I do with you... I only have one request for you, take good care of yourself, hmm?"

"Are you done talking?" Sophie pushed him away, "I have to go."

Thomas Shannon let her go, and even though his heart was full of reluctance, rationality still reigned over emotion at this time.

He knew, she had to leave.

Lillian Spencer had already spoken, not to harm the innocent, he should not forcibly keep her there, in the midst of the war central.

Sophie turned and left, the bodyguard escorting her to the car, Thomas Shannon watched as the fleet gradually left.

Bit by bit, disappearing from view.

Charlie River asked quietly behind him, "Young Master, are you really not going to see the Young Madam to the airport?"

"No..." Thomas Shannon couldn’t bear to let her go even after one more look at her.

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Country F.

Lucifer, upon learning Sophie had returned, was ecstatic.

It seemed Thomas Shannon had still not completely won over Cecilia Branford’s heart.

Good, he had never liked Thomas Shannon, knowing now that his chances were slim, Lucifer was happy about it.

Even if Cecilia had called off the wedding with Liam Donald, he wasn’t going to let Thomas Shannon have his way so easily.

If he didn’t blunt his spirit a little, he wouldn’t know how precious Cecilia truly was!

Sophie had just left the airport when she saw Lucifer, who opened his arms wide, "Dear, welcome home."