Chapter 1321 - 1323: It’s Not Up to You—Only the Doctor Decides

Inside the extended Lincoln, Sophie lay down, her head resting on Thomas Shannon’s legs.

She closed her eyes, her breath somewhat feverish.

Thomas Shannon lowered his head, a hand probing her forehead, "Is it a fever?"

Sophie kept her eyes closed and didn’t speak, seeming extremely exhausted...

Her frail appearance made Thomas Shannon’s heart ache terribly.

......

Satisfied with a good sleep, early the next day, Sophie was full of vitality again.

"Thomas Shannon, I’m hungry... I didn’t eat anything last night."

In one sentence, she easily defeated him.

Thomas Shannon buried his head in her neck, deeply inhaling the scent on her body, "Little scamp, always torturing me."

"So, will you let me have breakfast?"

"Of course, how dare I not."

Although he didn’t indulge completely, while washing up in the restroom, Thomas Shannon still found a way to get a little compensation.

After some fuss, 20 minutes had passed.

Inside Restaurant, James Shannon and Mrs. Shannon were both present. When Sophie saw the two, she almost forgot that Thomas Shannon’s parents were still inside manor!

"Father, Mother, good morning," Thomas Shannon greeted lazily, holding Sophie’s waist.

Sophie felt a pinch at her waist and finally recovered herself, "Uncle and Aunt, good morning."

"Miss Sullivan is here, please have a seat."

Sitting at first position, James Shannon spoke first.

Thomas Shannon guided Sophie to sit, and she felt somewhat uneasy, speaking very little, almost only responding when Mrs. Shannon asked a question.

She had walked away without turning back, now returning...

Her face, where should she put her face?

Thinking of this, Sophie couldn’t help but glare at Thomas Shannon, this culprit.

It’s all his fault!

After breakfast, Thomas Shannon held her hand, ostensibly to walk off the meal, but in reality leading her to the medical office.

"Thomas Shannon, why are you taking me to the medical office?"

"I want to see Edward Benson. You weren’t feeling well last night, let’s have the doctor do a physical examination."

Thomas Shannon was puzzled, he had been so diligent, there shouldn’t be any lack of activity in her stomach by now.

Could it be due to their physical conditions?

So, he decided to have the doctor conduct a thorough physical examination on both, to assess where the issue might lie.

Checking Edward Benson was an excuse; getting her to undergo an examination was the real objective.

"Last night I was just too tired, I’m fine. See, I’m perfectly fine now, aren’t I?" Sophie opened her arms, spun around in front of him, indicating she was completely fine, healthy.

Thomas Shannon stepped forward, pulling her into his embrace, his cool masculine scent immediately filling her nose.

Sophie couldn’t help but take a deep breath, still smelling so good.

"Fennie, I want you to be healthy, understand?"

"I’m quite healthy now," Sophie muttered, still unwilling to undergo the examination.

Thomas Shannon wouldn’t allow her to refuse, he was nearly driven mad by his desire for children, and now wasn’t the time to let her indulge in her whims.

"It’s not up to you, it’s up to the doctor." Thomas Shannon lowered his head, his thin lips given a light peck on her smooth cheek, gently coaxing, "Fennie, have the examination, so I can be at ease, okay?"

Sophie raised her eyelids and met his deep eyes, as vast as the breakless ocean, softened by his deep-seated tenderness.

She begrudgingly said, "Alright then, seeing that you’re so pitiful, I’ll agree."

"Good girl." Thomas Shannon held her face, planting a kiss on her full, smooth forehead.

The nurse beside them watched, her face flushing, thinking that Miss Sullivan must have saved the Galaxy in her past life to be cherished so deeply by the Young Master!

Finally, Thomas Shannon let go of Sophie, and the nurse spoke up, "Miss Sullivan, please come this way."

After watching Sophie leave, Thomas Shannon followed another nurse to have his own examination.

In the afternoon, after lunch break, Sophie went to the Zane Family to find Fluffy Zane.

The doctor personally brought the examination report to the study room, placing it on Thomas Shannon’s desk.

Looking at the two examination reports, Thomas Shannon frowned, his gaze landing on the doctor’s face, "So what are the results?"

"Young Master, neither you nor Miss Sullivan have any physical issues; Miss Sullivan also has no symptoms of fertility difficulties..."