Chapter 1317 - 1319: Waiting for You to Come Back for Marriage…

Sophie Sullivan hummed softly, unwilling to give a definite answer.

Thomas Shannon set down the water cup, eyebrows furrowing tightly, a hint of displeasure flashing across his cold eyes, "Fennie, are you trying to have one foot in two boats?"

"I haven’t stepped in yours." Sophie Sullivan looked innocently at him; wasn’t it him who held her tightly, not letting her off the boat?

And now he blamed her?

"You’ve stepped in!" Thomas Shannon insisted, "I said you stepped in, so you did, no objections!"

"Thomas Shannon, I’m not Charlie River, I’m not afraid of you." She couldn’t understand his own tangled love mess, yet he had the nerve to criticize her for two-timing?

Get it straight: she had a fiancé first, before she had an improper relationship with him.

Quite a line, she wasn’t Charlie River and not afraid.

Thomas Shannon smiled, his cold eyes dimming a few shades, "Then, are you afraid that the ankle chain on your leg will never come off?"

"..." Shameless!

"I’m not afraid to tell you the truth, that ankle chain is made from a special material unique to K Group, can’t be cut, nor melted; if you wish to undo it, you can only ask me."

"What if I don’t ask?" Sophie Sullivan disdainfully moved her ankle, wearing it for a few days now, and she still hadn’t gotten used to the bothersome ankle chain’s presence.

Thomas Shannon let out a light laugh, the low and deep laughter reaching her ears, "You don’t have to ask. You return home, and I’ll forgive you."

At the end of the day, you still want to threaten me to go back.

"It’s not a threat; it’s an invitation. Fennie, without you here, my sleep is restless..."

"Cuddle with Harry."

"Harry is not as fragrant as you, not as soft as you, not as warm..."

"Get lost!" He spoke more and more outrageously, everywhere at all times, displaying his rascal essence.

"Fennie, there’s only one chance, miss it now, and later, even if you beg me, I won’t open the ankle chain, understand?"

A threat, a naked threat!

Sophie Sullivan lay on the bed, deeply frustrated, "Thomas Shannon, you’re really boring, specifically flying to Country F just to put this humiliating chain on me, forcing me to return to Country A myself?"

"It’s not a humiliating chain; it’s a chain filled with affection."

"I’m going to throw up..." Sophie Sullivan was truly fed up with his glib tongue.

Thomas Shannon chuckled softly, laughed for a while, then sincerely said, "Fennie, I’ll wait for you to come back."

Waiting for you to come back and get married...

"Don’t wait..." Sophie Sullivan hadn’t finished her harsh words, the other end of the phone call was already filled with merciless busy tones.

He hung up.

He hung up her phone.

He actually hung up her phone?!

Just one second ago sweet words of love, like a love-struck fool, now suddenly in one second turned face, hanging up her phone?

Thomas Shannon, you are something!

Sophie Sullivan got off the bed, the ankle chain on her ankle was very bothersome, binding her ankle, she angrily kicked her foot, "Bastard!"

Knowing clearly it was his trap, Sophie Sullivan couldn’t help but obediently jump down.

She really didn’t want to wear this damned thing forever!

After trying countless methods also didn’t manage to open it, she chose to believe Thomas Shannon’s words.

Thomas Shannon woke up from a sleep, opened the locator, found Sophie Sullivan’s position at a point on the Country F to Country A airline route, he laughed.

...

Thomas Shannon acted swiftly, while he was sleeping, Charlie River had already been ordered to take Raina Bell away from the manor.

Raina Bell looked puzzled, unable to accept this reality, she bit her teeth, strenuously holding back the burst of emotion, "Charlie River, I want to see the official! Auntie can’t possibly let me leave, I want to see Auntie..."