Don’t let her move, protect her from sinking into quicksand.

Animals may not speak, but they understand human nature.

Thomas Shannon looked at Charlie River and commanded softly, "Prepare some water and meat."

It’s already noon, and Gaby should be hungry too.

Charlie River understood the Young Master’s intention, "Young Master, is it for Gaby to eat?"

"Hmm." 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"Yes, I’ll immediately have the kitchen prepare it."

Who would have thought, just after Thomas Shannon finished instructing, Harry, comfortably purring in his embrace, suddenly woke up.

It raised its claw, scratched Thomas Shannon’s arm, and let out a howl.

Master, where’s my dried small fish!

You can’t be biased towards that big cat, Master!

Thomas Shannon snickered, grabbed Harry’s beard with one hand, pulled twice, causing Harry to howl miserably, "Look at your physique, you don’t need to eat, skip two meals as a diet."

Harry howled even more miserably, its face full of lost hope.

The servant soon delivered food for Gaby, as well as cat food for Harry and Thomas Shannon’s lunch.

"Young Master, this is your lunch. Knowing you didn’t want to go back to eat, I had it brought to you." Charlie River said and was about to gesture for the servant to set up the table for the food.

Thomas Shannon waved his hand, his expression indifferent, "I’m not hungry."

"Young Master..." Charlie River wanted to persuade, but Thomas Shannon interrupted him, "Go feed Gaby."

Knowing he couldn’t persuade him, Charlie River nodded, "Yes, Young Master, I’ll go feed Gaby now."

The ungrateful Harry had already jumped onto the chair beside Thomas Shannon, burying its large face into the bowl of cat food.

Charlie River placed the water and meat before Gaby, but Gaby didn’t even glance at them, its gaze fixed steadily on the direction of the operating room.

"Gaby, this is your favorite meat, won’t you eat a bit?"

Gaby remained motionless, extremely resolute.

Charlie River looked at Thomas Shannon, "Young Master, what if Gaby won’t eat?"

Thomas Shannon waved his hand, "Forget it."

Loyal Gaby probably won’t eat until it sees Sophie Sullivan.

On the contrary, Harry had already devoured a bowl of cat food in a few bites and was now licking the bowl’s remnants eagerly.

The surgery lasted until 5 p.m., and Sophie Sullivan was wheeled out by the nurse.

Thomas Shannon got up and quickly moved forward; Gaby had already rushed to the side of the bed before him, leaping up and lying by the bedside.

The nurse was startled and immediately scattered like birds and beasts.

With a face full of exhaustion, George Stanford had just removed his mask, and seeing Gaby, his eyes widened as he trembled backward a few steps, "Young Master Shannon, please make Gaby move... move a bit away."

Seeing Gaby made George Stanford anxious inside.

As for the nurses, they were even more fearful; the scene from before, where Gaby had torn Raina Bell’s legs to blood and mangled flesh in the medical office room, was still fresh in their minds.

They wouldn’t dare get close to this fierce beast!

Thomas Shannon didn’t pay attention to George Stanford but instead asked, "How was the surgery?"

"Fiona’s... Fiona’s surgery was very successful, rest assured."

Success is good.

Thomas Shannon lowered his eyelids, gazing at the pale-faced, anesthesia-not-yet-gone, unconscious Sophie Sullivan, the corner of his mouth curving into a joyful arc, he said indifferently, "Take Fennie back to the room."

The nurses shook like sieve husks, pushing each other, none daring to get close.

Gaby kept staring at Sophie Sullivan, its large head rubbing against her hand, growling softly.