Pampered by My Secret Husband-Chapter 743 - 746: Whether Thomas Shannon lives or dies, it has little to do with me.
Deep blue eyes, reflecting a faint spark. "Cecilia, you still can’t let go of Thomas Shannon, that due, can you?"
Sophie’s eyes didn’t waver. "Lucifer, it’s not that I can’t let go of him. I just want to go back to get some medicine."
After staring at her for a long time, Lucifer finally laughed softly. "Cecilia isn’t good at lying. This is just an excuse, isn’t it?"
Sophie felt as if he could see right through her. She couldn’t hide her inner thoughts from his eyes.
She let out an almost inaudible sigh. "Alright, it’s Old Mr. Standford who asked me to go back, saying that Thomas Shannon was seriously injured and unconscious. Lucifer, even though I hate Thomas Shannon, I can’t deny that he truly saved me."
Lucifer lowered his eyelids, unable to hide his disappointment. Cecilia used to be not like this... Anyone who made mistakes before her wouldn’t be qualified for forgiveness. She really has no principles when it comes to Thomas Shannon, that due, and it indeed makes people jealous!
Lucifer was inwardly displeased. Sophie held his hand. "Lucifer, are you angry?"
"... "
"Are you angry because I’m going back to Country A?"
"... "
"I’ll be back soon, Lucifer."
"... "
Lucifer remained silent. This side of him made Sophie feel somewhat estranged and even more at a loss. After all, Lucifer had always been an angelic, understanding presence.
She had forgotten that Lucifer was also human and had a temper too.
"Lucifer." Sophie cradled his face, compelling him to look at her. As Lucifer raised his eyelids, his deep blue eyes, as pure as clear seawater, gazed directly into her heart.
Sophie smiled. "If Lucifer is angry, then I won’t go."
"Really?" Lucifer grasped her hand, removing it from his face, and squeezed it gently.
The handsome man, his features as if painted, laughed, the corners of his eyes crinkling with mirth. "Cecilia isn’t lying to me?"
Sophie shrugged, her expression indifferent. "If it would make you upset, then I won’t go. Whether Thomas Shannon lives or dies has little to do with me."
Her words successfully pleased Lucifer.
He raised his hand and tousled her hair. "I’m happy that Cecilia can say this. Since you’re being such a well-behaved baby, you can go back to Country A."
"Lucifer, you..."
Sophie stared in amazement. Lucifer turned his head to the side, instructing Leo, "Leo, get ready."
"Yes, Your Highness!"
「Country A, City T.」
Charlie River rushed towards the study door. "Young Master, may I come in?"
"Enter."
Charlie River opened the door and quickly walked to the desk where the handsome man was seated. He said anxiously, "Young Master, the maniac has already started her journey back."
The indifferent man’s eyes narrowed instantly. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, the maniac has already boarded the plane."
Thomas Shannon chuckled. He suddenly stood up, strode past the desk, and out of the room. "Prepare the car! Go to the airport! Return to Imperial City immediately!"
Never underestimate George Stanford. He hadn’t held much hope for him in the first place, but unexpectedly, with just a few well-chosen words, George Stanford had managed to deceive Sophie into coming back. This time, he’d be credited with a great achievement!
The man quickly walked down the stairs, scooping Harry—who was lying on the sofa with his belly exposed, snoring loudly—into his embrace.
Startled awake, Harry was about to whine discontentedly when he suddenly saw his master. He instantly cowered into a ball, nestling obediently in his arms.
