Chapter 1483: Thomas Shannon, You’re Shameless!

Sophie Sullivan stomped hard on his foot, the slender high heel pressing down with a small area of force, and the pressure was definitely intense!

Thomas Shannon groaned in pain, his grip loosening slightly, and Sophie took the opportunity to break free from his constraints, quickly running outside.

Behind her, the man scoffed.

Sophie couldn’t be bothered to acknowledge him; all she wanted was to escape from here. Being alone with him made her feel suffocated.

She didn’t like it, so she was eager to get away.

As her hand touched the door handle, a hand reached out from behind, covering the back of her hand, and in one second, her hand was pulled away from the handle.

Her body was also pressed against the door by the man, unable to move.

Sophie struggled to turn her head, glaring at him, “Thomas Shannon, you’re shameless!”

“Do you always call me by my name?”

“…”

Thomas Shannon seemed puzzled, wondering why she wouldn’t call him husband, given they were a couple.

With doubts in his mind, Thomas Shannon spun her body around, lowering his head to grab her collar.

Sophie’s heart trembled, “What are you doing, bastard!”

She fought hard to break free, punching and kicking, biting and shoving.

Thomas Shannon’s tiger mouth was bitten with deep tooth marks, and a storm brewed in his eyes. He clasped her hands, raising them above her head, and pinned her two thrashing legs with one leg.

“You better behave, or you’ll suffer,”

Thomas Shannon threatened in a low voice and pulled open her collar.

This time, his actions were more than a bit rough.

With a ripping sound, expectations shattered.

Thomas Shannon brushed aside the obstructing cover, revealing the tattoo at her chest.

Designed with exquisite craftsmanship, it was aesthetically pleasing. It wasn’t hard to see that it was the initial of his name.

Indeed…

Thomas Shannon’s gaze darkened, releasing her, as Sophie scrambled to pull up her clothes, barely covering herself, and with furious shame, she swung her hand—

Smack!

A slap landed heavily on his face.

Filled with anger, Sophie was left speechless. She turned and fled from this place.

Thomas Shannon scoffed, touching his face and licking the corner of his mouth mockingly, “That was quite heavy-handed…”

President’s Office.

William Westlake and Snowball were holding ice cream, scooping one spoon after another.

When Sophie rushed into the President’s Office, both Little Brother and Snowball quickly looked up at her.

“William, come on, let’s go home with Mommy.” William didn’t know what was happening; he obediently put down the ice cream and trotted to her side.

“Fennie, what’s wrong with you?”

Sophie suppressed the bitterness rising in her heart, “Mommy’s fine, let’s go home first.”

Holding William, Sophie looked at Snowball, “Snowball, do you want to come with Mommy?”

Snowball shook her head slowly, and Sophie gave a bitter smile, “Alright, Mommy will come see you tomorrow.”

With that, Sophie picked up William and quickly left.

Thomas Shannon returned to the President’s Office, and the spacious office only had Snowball sitting alone, holding Harry.

He looked around but didn’t see William or Sophie.

His brows furrowed slightly as he sat down next to Snowball, gently stroking her little head, “Snowball, where are they?”

“Who?”

“Your mom and Little Brother.”

Snowball hung her head, holding Harry tightly and said softly, “They’re gone.”

Gone?

Thomas Shannon pressed his lips and nodded, gone is gone, at least they won’t have another fight.

“Ice cream shouldn’t be eaten too much, come on, Daddy will take you to lunch.”

Picking up Snowball, Thomas Shannon left the company with her to have lunch.