Chapter 1102: Chapter 1104: I Will Not Bear You a Child
Sophie Sullivan rubbed her cheek against the palm of his hand, Millie’s beautiful eyes carrying a trace of fear, "Besides, I still have so many things I haven’t done, there’s revenge yet to be taken, my identity hasn’t been reclaimed yet... How can I..."
Her sudden realization, her helplessness, at this moment, was released thoroughly through her gentle voice.
Thomas Shannon’s thin lips carried a faintly cold smile, "It’s okay, after you have the child, you can do whatever you want without hesitation. Like taking revenge, reclaiming your identity, everything that’s yours."
"But... what about the child?"
"Would a child of Thomas Shannon’s not be taken care of?"
Sophie felt strange hearing this, "Who do you want to take care of my child?"
"I, my mother, the servant, anyone could do it."
"No way!" Sophie snorted, deliberately not wanting to have a child, racking her brains for excuses and reasons, "A child should stay by their biological mother’s side to be close to her. Giving them to someone else to look after is worse than not having them at all. I don’t want my child to become distant from me and close to someone else instead."
"Then let’s discuss how to care for the child after you’ve given birth." Thomas Shannon deflected with ease, leaving her speechless.
Sophie: "..."
Fine, let’s not talk about this now.
She rubbed her head against his palm and huffed, "Quickly help me get dressed, you aren’t really planning to leave me without clothes, are you?"
"Why not?"
"That would be so embarrassing..."
"Should I undress too to keep you company?"
"No way! What if someone sees us? Besides, looking for so long might lead to aesthetic fatigue, and what if you lose interest in me then?"
Sophie no longer cared, she was saying everything she could and couldn’t say.
As long as she could dispel Thomas Shannon’s perverse idea, she was willing to say anything.
"Don’t worry, I will always keep an interest in you."
Thomas Shannon released her face, gently caressing her spine, lowering his head, whispering softly by her ear with his thin lips, "I’m serious."
Sophie stomped her foot in frustration, saying irritably, "Do you want the child or not?!"
"Are you willing to have one?" Thomas Shannon lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him.
Sophie knew she couldn’t escape, always opposing him would only bring herself trouble.
Better to stabilize him first and find a way to leave once he lets his guard down.
"It depends on how you treat me. If you’re good to me, I’m willing. If you’re not, I won’t have a child for you."
Even though he knew she was just stalling for time, Thomas Shannon’s heart still softened.
Actually, as long as she behaved, listened, and stopped thinking about other men, if she stayed with him peacefully...
He would even give her the moon in the sky if she asked.
"Sophie, as long as you behave, I will naturally be good to you." Thomas Shannon released her and turned to leave.
Watching him leave, Sophie didn’t dare delay. She immediately picked up the bathrobe from the ground and dressed quickly.
Thomas Shannon stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, smoking, his bright brow furrowed tightly. Sophie emerged from the bath chamber and saw his tall back silhouetted against the floor-to-ceiling windows, fingertips alight with firelight.
Inside the bedroom, the smell of nicotine lingered.
Sophie approached him from behind, wrapping her arms around his lean waist, pressing her cheek against his back.
His body tensed, and he slightly turned his head, seemingly in disbelief.
After a long time, he hoarsely asked, "What’s wrong?"
