Pampered by My Secret Husband-Chapter 869 - 871: When Will There Be a Little Fellow Here?
"Fennie, I want to..."
At first, Sophie Sullivan didn’t realize, what he wanted, until their bodies pressed close together, and she felt the change in his body.
Sophie Sullivan’s eyes widened in shock, "You..."
This is the mountain!
Could he possibly...
"Fennie, don’t be so cruel to me, okay?"
"No way!" Sophie Sullivan flatly refused.
No, absolutely not.
Thomas Shannon must be crazy.
Having made up his mind for tonight, Thomas Shannon, who had gone through so much trouble, was not going to give up just because she said no.
Thomas Shannon bent over, lifted her horizontally, and carried her into a wooden cottage in the back.
The wooden cottage had a transparent glass ceiling, so at night, they could lie on the bed and watch the starry sky.
When Sophie Sullivan was placed on that soft bed, she finally realized that all of this was premeditated by Thomas Shannon!
What consolation prize, it was all a lie!
Wasn’t it all for his own selfish desires, meticulously planned?
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He hooked a smile, his cold eyes tinged with mirth, and he said softly, "Here... when will there be a little fellow?"
With how hard he was working, he believed that soon they would nurture a little fellow of their own.
At that time, he would hold the little fellow’s hand, let the little fellow call out to Mum every day, and wouldn’t believe she could bear to leave!
A woman is naturally maternal, once she has a child, the glory of motherly love, the blood bond between mother and son, is hard to sever.
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This night, some were happy, some were sad.
Ever since the last time, when she parted unhappily with William Guillen, Fluffy Zane indeed wanted to give up completely.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, she steeled herself, determined to let go of William Guillen entirely.
However, Fluffy Zane eventually overestimated herself.
The first day, she could pretend nothing happened.
The next day, she could distract herself with other affairs, forcing herself not to think of him.
The third day, her brain started to lose control, William Guillen’s face would occasionally flash rebelliously inside her mind.
On the fourth day, she began to doubt herself, began to lose control and check up on his, researching his recent news.
Seeing no tabloid news, she let out an almost imperceptible sigh of relief.
Inside her heart, there was a hint of relief, even a small sense of delight.
Recently, it seemed he had no tabloid news, much less been caught by the media dating a woman or entering or exiting a hotel.
The little monster locked away in a corner of Fluffy Zane’s heart began to bare its teeth and claws, began to rip through the cage, restlessly trying to break free.
She knew that her saying she wanted to give up was just a beautiful fantasy of herself.
