Harry is more aware than anyone just how important Gabby is to Cecilia.

If anything happens to Gabby, Cecilia will definitely be heartbroken.

The servant was scolded and dared not delay further, immediately rushing down the stairs.

Thomas Shannon and Harry entered the bedroom one after the other.

Sophie Sullivan sat on the carpet, gently caressing Gabby’s head with one hand, softly speaking to it: "Gabby, the veterinarian will be here soon, it won’t be uncomfortable for much longer..."

"Fennie."

"Cecilia."

Thomas Shannon and Harry came to her side, one on the left and the other on the right, but Sophie ignored them, her eyes fixated only on Gabby.

Now Gabby’s situation seemed quite serious, it was so sick that it couldn’t even open its eyes.

Its breathing was laboring heavily, each breath more strained than the last, and Sophie’s heart was tight with worry.

Harry stroked Gabby’s head, speaking softly at its ear, "Gabby, open your eyes."

Upon hearing Harry’s voice, Gabby struggled to open its eyes, glancing at Harry.

Then it nudged its head against Harry’s palm, struggling as if trying to leap onto him, but it was too weak.

Lying on the sofa, Gabby truly looked like a sick cat, completely void of any aggression.

Because Gabby was Thomas Shannon’s pet, it liked to adventure around the vast manor, and sometimes ate unclean food, so stomach issues were common.

Thus, the medical office was equipped with a veterinarian specifically to treat Gabby.

This time, the veterinarian was called into action to treat Gabby.

The veterinarian hurried over with a medical box in hand, not even bothering to knock, "Young Master, I’m here."

Thomas Shannon immediately got up and made space, "Quick, examine Gabby."

Sophie held Gabby’s paw, squeezing it, "Gabby, the veterinarian is here, everything will be fine soon, stay strong."

It was the veterinarian’s first time treating a tiger, and he felt a bit apprehensive when approaching Gabby, but seeing Gabby’s sickly appearance, he understood the severity of its condition.

The veterinarian opened the medical box, taking out the tools and conducting a simple examination on Gabby.

Sophie looked at the veterinarian with worry, "How is Gabby? Is the situation very serious?"

The veterinarian wore a serious expression, and Harry furrowed his brow, anxious, "Do you even know how to examine it? If not, speak up, and I’ll get someone else!" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

After a brief silence, the veterinarian said, "Gabby’s condition is more severe than I imagined. I’ll start treating Gabby first, and then explain the situation to you all later."

Naturally, Sophie agreed, nothing was more important than easing Gabby’s pain.

Just as she was deeply worried, a strong arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her slightly to the side.

Sophie raised her head and saw the handsome profile of Thomas Shannon’s face. He wasn’t looking at her; his cold eyes were fixed on Gabby, but his words were meant for her, "Don’t worry, Gabby will be fine."

"Okay." Sophie responded softly.

She believed in Gabby and in the outcome.

Gabby would surely pull through, and the veterinarian would definitely cure Gabby.

Harry was worried about Gabby, so he paid no heed to Thomas Shannon nearby. Gabby was as much Harry’s pet as it was Sophie’s.

The phrase "love me, love my dog" perfectly fit Harry.

Because he loved Sophie, he had deep affection for her pet too.

Gabby had grown up beside Sophie since childhood, and Harry had also grown up alongside Sophie.