Chapter 1440 - 1442: He Doesn’t Like You

Considering his unusual behavior lately, stopping her from entering the country was just a matter of him lifting a finger.

The purpose behind his action was simply to prevent her from chasing him to Country A.

Therefore, he directly nipped the problem at the source.

Thomas Shannon, you’re ruthless!

Sophie Sullivan sneered, and patted Lucifer, "Let go of me, Lucifer."

Lucifer hesitated and released her, Sophie turned around and left with swag.

Isn’t it just about picking up and letting go, what’s so difficult?

After receiving the message, Charlie River expressed that they did a good job.

Looking again at Thomas Shannon who had already fallen into a deep sleep, Charlie River couldn’t tell when these days would come to an end.

Thomas Shannon’s situation was deteriorating, and now the matters of the Group were increasingly squeezed.

If it continues like this, it will probably be impossible to hide...

...

Back in Country F, Sophie fell into a slump and slept for three days, after which she regained her vitality.

Balancing exercise and fun, with a good mood, she even went to inspect the Onassis Group.

Everyone thought she had forgotten those unpleasant things and the cold and domineering man...

All of her changes were noted by Lucifer, who felt both heartache and happiness for her.

Being able to pick up and let go, that’s the free-spirited Cecilia Branford.

In deep winter, the snow outside kept falling heavily, and the first thing the servant did every morning was clear the thick snow accumulation outside.

Today was the day for the prenatal check-up, yet Lucifer hadn’t arrived.

Sophie waited until 10 o’clock and couldn’t help but call him.

The phone was always off, making Sophie a bit worried, had something happened?

She immediately called Leo’s mobile phone, and sure enough, Leo informed her that due to the heavy snow and slippery roads, the fleet had a car accident on the way to the Onassis Old Castle.

Lucifer had already been sent to the hospital, and his condition was unknown.

Sophie got the hospital address and instantly ordered a car prepared to go to the hospital.

Inside the hospital, Lucifer’s forehead was bruised, and his head was wrapped in thick gauze with scarlet bloodstains seeping through.

He rested on the sickbed with a pale face, looking extremely weak.

Sophie pushed open the ward door, walked over supporting her heavy stomach, "Lucifer, are you okay?"

He opened his eyes, seeing her anxious expression, Lucifer smiled and extended his hand, Sophie grasped his hand, feeling the cold temperature of his hand, her brows furrowed deeply: "Why is it so cold? Leo, turn up the ward temperature."

"Yes, Miss Cecilia Branford."

Lucifer invited her to sit down, smiling, "I’m fine."

"Your head is injured like this, how can you be fine?" Sophie glared at him, "Let go of my hand, I want the doctor to tell me."

"Such a small wound isn’t enough to defeat me, come on, help me up, I’ll accompany you for the check-up."

He hadn’t forgotten that today was her prenatal check-up day.

"You’re already like this and still want to accompany me?" Sophie sighed, "The check-up is not urgent, you rest first."

She forcibly pressed him down on the bed, Lucifer maintained a tender smile, "I heard that you called Liam Donald yesterday?"

Lucifer began to question what exactly Liam Donald meant, before the dissolution of the betrothal, he wasn’t so passionate about Cecilia.

Now... what exactly was going on?

"Lucifer, what do you mean by wearing that look as if I went to trouble someone else again?" Sophie squinted slightly, pinched his arm.

Lucifer screamed exaggeratedly, "Cecilia, you know Liam doesn’t like you."