Chapter 1316 - 1318: Little Treasure, Stop Messing Around and Answer the Phone

Mrs. Shannon swatted his hand away with a proud face, "My husband has already praised me."

"Then your son is praising you again, Mrs. Shannon, you look extremely beautiful today! Just like a fairy."

After saying that, before Mrs. Shannon could beat him, Thomas Shannon slipped away like a greased foot.

......

The night was like spilled ink, the autumn wind blew outside in gusts.

Adding a touch of desolation to this lonely night.

Thomas Shannon was sleepless alone, he took out his mobile phone, looked at it, and ultimately did not receive a call from Sophie Sullivan.

"Heartless little rascal." He cursed softly and resignedly called Sophie.

The proud Miss Cecilia Branford decisively hung up his call.

Dare to hang up on him?!

Thomas Shannon was so angry he immediately sat up, frowned, and called again.

Called once, hung up once.

Sophie was even faster than him, he couldn’t keep up with how quickly she hung up.

Young Master Shannon felt challenged. If he didn’t know she was now in the Onassis Old Castle, with neither Lucifer nor Liam Donald around, he would have seriously thought her call-hanging speed was because she was cheating with someone!

Not answering the phone, are you?

Fine, just fine.

Thomas Shannon lowered his head and began editing a text message——

[Don’t want to unlock the ankle chain, is it?]

[Call back quickly!]

[Sophie!]

[Baby, stop messing around, answer the phone, hmm?]

[Miss Cecilia Branford, please answer the phone.]

Sophie watched as the text messages came in one after another, without any time difference, jumping in.

From initial threats to eventual softening, imagining Thomas Shannon’s expression at this very moment, Sophie felt a burst of pleasure.

Her laughter startled Gaby, who got up from the ground, placing its front paws on the bedside, gazing at her with tiger-like eyes.

"It’s okay, Gaby, go back to sleep." Sophie leaned over to stroke its head and casually returned Thomas Shannon’s call.

He answered almost instantly!

"Baby..."

"Who are you calling baby?" Sophie chuckled softly and coyly said, "Shameless."

"Calling you Sophie, my wife, my baby."

Sophie frowned, "Tsk, Thomas Shannon, where’s your face?"

"Don’t need it." Having a wife, who needs a face?

Can you eat a face, is it more important than a wife?

Sophie was too lazy to bicker with him, getting straight to the point, "Tell me, how do I unlock this damned ankle chain?"

"Baby, I chased Raina Bell away; when are you coming home?"

Sophie: "..."

Wasn’t he the one who told her not to go back when he made her leave?

"Fennie, can I pick you up and bring you home?" Thomas Shannon’s magnetic voice line was soft and intentionally gentle as he tried to appease her.

Upon hearing this, Sophie immediately laughed, "Sorry, Young Master Shannon, I’ve been busy pursuing my fiancé recently, no time to go back to your house."

Pursue fiancé?

Thomas Shannon lifted the silk quilt, got out of bed, went to the tea table, poured himself a cup of water, and drank a few sips to suppress the sizzling anger in his chest, "Pursue what fiancé? You already have me, your husband, what fiancé are you pursuing? Fennie, what you’re doing is wrong, you know?"

"Go to hell, since when were you my husband?"

"See, your memory, who was begging their husband on the bed~ last time?"

"..." Sophie’s cheeks turned red, shameless, he dared to bring up bedroom matters!

"How about we relive it again? Re-enact the scene?"

"Thomas Shannon, that’s enough!" Any more and it’s too much!

Thomas Shannon fondled the water cup with one hand, hooked his lips into a devilish smile, "Then tell me, will you keep pursuing your fiancé?"