Pampered by My Secret Husband-Chapter 798 - 800: Nobody can compete with the weight of Lucifer in her heart.

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Chapter 798: Chapter 800: Nobody can compete with the weight of Lucifer in her heart.

Thomas Shannon had a stomach full of questions, but before he could open his mouth, a soft body had already thrown itself into his embrace. Her unique scent, mixed with the faint fragrance of wine, lingered at the tip of his nose.

Sophie Sullivan pushed Harry out of his arms, raised a slender arm to loop it around his neck, and leaned into him. "...So sleepy," she murmured.

Thomas Shannon hardened his heart, his hand gripping her jaw. "Had enough fun out there? Finally decided to come back?"

Sophie Sullivan had drunk a lot with Lucifer tonight. The thought that he was returning to Country F and she wouldn’t see him for a while brought an inevitable pang of farewell sadness. That sadness had led her to drink too much. If Lucifer hadn’t stopped her, she might have ended up completely wasted.

Sophie Sullivan slowly opened her eyes, her cheeks aching from his grip. She hummed, "Thomas Shannon, let go."

"You had fun at dinner with Lucifer, did you? How much did you drink, hmm?" 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

The haze in Sophie Sullivan’s eyes gradually cleared as she struggled to collect herself. "Thomas Shannon, you’re being unreasonable! I have dinner with you every night, and Lucifer doesn’t say a thing. I have one dinner with Lucifer, and you get all passive-aggressive like this."

Thomas Shannon’s handsome face turned grim. Could he and Lucifer even be compared? He was her man; was Lucifer?

Sophie Sullivan angrily pried his hand off her jaw and shoved it away. "You’re annoying!" she snapped.

She pressed a hand to her forehead and went upstairs, Gaby trotting anxiously at her heels, too concerned about her master to spare a glance for the cowering Harry. As woman and tiger disappeared up the stairs, Thomas Shannon was left sitting on the sofa, seething.

Once Sophie Sullivan’s figure vanished around the bend in the staircase, Charlie River stepped forward. "Young Master, you’ve misunderstood. The bodyguard said Lucifer is leaving tomorrow, so the maniac had dinner with him as a send-off."

"He’s leaving?" Thomas Shannon frowned. "Is this information reliable?"

Lucifer was returning to Country F. He hadn’t expected that. If it was true, then Sophie having a farewell dinner with him was understandable. After all, Lucifer’s importance in her heart was something no one could contest.

"It’s reliable," Charlie River continued. "Lucifer said so himself. It seems he’s returning to Country F for the maniac’s sake."

Hearing Charlie River’s words, Thomas Shannon remained silent for a long time.

It seemed he had misunderstood her... Still, even if she was seeing Lucifer off, she shouldn’t have drunk so much. Coming back reeking of alcohol... didn’t she know people get reckless when they’re drunk? If anything had happened between her and Lucifer, he would kill him!

After a long while, Thomas Shannon finally got up and went upstairs.

At the bedroom door, Thomas Shannon mulled over how to coax her. He reached for the door handle and twisted.

Locked!

He let out a long, frustrated sigh and raised his hand to knock. "Fennie, open the door."

"You’re sleeping in the study room tonight!" Sophie Sullivan’s cold voice came from inside the bedroom.

Sleep in the study room? Thomas Shannon snorted disdainfully. Not a chance!

He turned, called for a servant, and ordered them to bring the spare key.

"Yes, Young Master." The servant hurried off and quickly returned with the spare key, presenting it with both hands.

With the key, Thomas Shannon easily opened the door. The moment he pushed it open, the fierce Gaby was standing right behind it, glaring at him.

His gaze fell on the bed. Sophie Sullivan had already bathed and was now lying peacefully in her sleep gown.

Hearing the noise, she didn’t even lift an eyelid. "Gaby, get him out," she said coldly.