Pampered by My Secret Husband-Chapter 749 - 752: As Expected, You Were Just Pretending!

Harry’s chubby and round body kept trembling, constantly trying to squeeze next to Thomas Shannon, attempting to seek his master’s protection.

Gaby’s territorial awareness was very strong; it was an innate ability. Sophie Sullivan was its master, and no one could take her place!

It saw Harry cowering in fear and wanted to pounce and bite its neck but was stopped by Sophie grabbing its ear.

Gaby let out an innocent howl, turning its head to look at her. It didn’t understand why its master stopped it from continuing to play!

"Gaby, calm down."

Gaby howled proudly, eager to pounce on Harry again.

Harry screamed in fear, its cries filled with anguish. It kept trying to snuggle up to Thomas Shannon’s body, attempting to wake its master and seek protection. However, no matter how much it howled and cowered, its master just ignored it today.

Harry felt that its cat life was hopeless...

Sophie, one hand gripping Gaby’s ear and holding it back to stop it from pouncing, fixed her gaze on Thomas Shannon’s face.

Good, there were no flaws.

Whether he was genuinely unconscious or pretending to be, she’d wait and see.

She bent down, patted Thomas Shannon’s face with one hand, and then, a slight smile playing on her lips, she said to Gaby, "Gaby, that stupid cat isn’t tasty. He’s much more delicious."

Gaby, its front paws resting on the bedside, shifted its huge body slightly. If Sophie hadn’t been holding its ear, it would have pounced and eaten with great satisfaction long ago.

"Thomas Shannon, you’ve fallen into my hands now. Whether I kill you or cut you to pieces is entirely up to my mood." 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Sophie’s cold voice stated slowly, "I’ve long wanted to take revenge on you, but I never had the chance. Now is perfect. With you unconscious, this is a golden opportunity for me. Rest assured, Gaby’s teeth are incredibly sharp; one bite can sever your neck. If its first bite isn’t strong enough to finish the job, don’t worry. It will keep tearing and biting until you draw your last breath. Only then will it rip all the flesh from your body and devour it."

Charlie River stood at the doorway. Hearing Sophie’s words, goosebumps rose all over his body.

He clenched the pistol in his hand. If that tiger dared to make any dangerous move towards Thomas Shannon, he would shoot it dead immediately, without hesitation!

No matter whose pet it was, it could not harm his Young Master!

That was the bottom line.

"MEOW! MEOW!" Harry’s cries grew increasingly sharp and urgent.

The moment Gaby pounced, Harry quickly leaped away from Thomas Shannon’s side and bolted for its life.

Gaby pinned Thomas Shannon down, lowered its head, sniffed at his face, and opened its mouth. Its wet, incredibly sharp teeth were just about to touch his neck—

"Stop!"

Charlie River roared, "Maniac, make it get down, or don’t blame my bullets for not having eyes!"

Sophie turned her head. Her eyes were cold, and the smile on her lips was tinged with a chilling contempt. "Charlie River, are you threatening me?"

"COUGH, COUGH..."

The unconscious man suddenly let out a series of rushed, weak coughs.

He slowly opened his eyes. Seeing the enlarged tiger head right in front of him, he froze for a moment. Then, his gaze shifted to Sophie Sullivan, who stood by the bedside, looking at him with an unreadable smile.

"Fennie?"

"You were pretending after all!" Sophie snorted coldly. She knew she shouldn’t have come back!

He’d really gone all out for this act. To deceive her into returning, he’d even allowed the news media to widely report his critical injuries, his uncertain fate, and his disappearance.

She had never met anyone who dared to curse themselves like that.

Sure enough, Thomas Shannon, that deviant, there was nothing he wouldn’t do.