CHAPTER 201: CHAPTER 201: WHERE DID THE LITTLE MANIAC GO?

"Keep going. It’ll be a bit difficult at first, but it’ll get better slowly. Say a little more, let me hear."

From the doctor’s expression, Sophie Sullivan knew her recovery was going well.

She composed herself and took a deep breath to slow her rapid breathing. "Am... I... okay... now...?"

It was a strange sensation. Though the voice was unfamiliar, it resonated deep within Sophie Sullivan, feeling intimately familiar.

This was probably... her original voice.

Disbelief flickered in the doctor’s eyes. "Great, great, this is really great!"

The Young Master will be very happy when he finds out!

Sophie Sullivan was also very pleased. Her lips parted, wanting to say more.

The doctor immediately raised his hand to stop her. "Don’t get ahead of yourself. Don’t say too much at once. Recovery is a step-by-step process; don’t just ramble on."

Sophie Sullivan nodded, showing she understood.

"Alright, next is Q&A. You only need to nod or shake your head to tell me the answer. Got it?"

Sophie Sullivan nodded, indicating she understood.

"Is it difficult to speak?"

Sophie Sullivan nodded.

"Do you feel a pulling sensation in your vocal cords?"

Sophie Sullivan nodded.

The doctor’s brow furrowed almost imperceptibly. He jotted down a few notes and then asked, "What do you think of your own voice? Are you satisfied or dissatisfied?"

Sophie Sullivan wanted to roll her eyes. Nonsense, how could she not be satisfied with this voice?

She nodded vigorously.

The doctor smiled. "This means my surgery was well performed."

Sophie Sullivan: "..."

Did he set all this up just to boast about himself?

"Ahem, let’s get back to the main topic." Sensing Sophie Sullivan’s disdain, the doctor quickly changed the subject. "Is it difficult to make sounds?"

Sophie Sullivan nodded.

"How difficult is it? Very difficult?"

Sophie Sullivan shook her head.

"Just a normal level of difficulty?"

Sophie Sullivan nodded.

"Alright, no problems then. Wait a moment. I’ll prescribe some medicine for you to take on time every day for a week. After a week, I’ll give you a comprehensive examination. During this week, remember not to speak too much. Otherwise, it will damage your vocal cords, which haven’t fully healed yet, and it’s very likely all your previous efforts will be wasted. Got it?"

Sophie Sullivan committed the doctor’s every word to memory. She nodded vigorously, indicating she understood.

She would definitely follow the doctor’s advice.

After the doctor had prescribed the medicine and given it to her, Sophie Sullivan left the medical office.

「...」

Upon returning to the manor, Thomas Shannon’s first stop was his bedroom.

Returning to the bedroom, he found it empty.

The bed was empty, and there was no sign of the maniac.

After searching the bedroom, he still couldn’t find the maniac. Thomas Shannon unbuttoned his shirt with one hand while opening the bedroom door with the other.

"Young Master." The two maids guarding the door bowed respectfully.

"Where did the maniac go?"

"Young Master, the maniac is having a massage in the SPA room."

Thomas Shannon’s tight frown instantly smoothed. He hummed softly. She certainly knows how to enjoy herself!

Undoing the third button of his shirt, he left the bedroom and went to the SPA room.

Sophie Sullivan was lying on the massage bed naked, with a soft towel covering her buttocks.

The masseuse was massaging her back. Hearing footsteps, she turned her head.

Thomas Shannon signaled her to be quiet. He lightened his steps and approached the side of the massage bed.

He poured some essential oil, rubbed it evenly onto his hands, then gestured with a wave. The masseuse immediately withdrew her hands and retreated a few steps.

Sophie Sullivan frowned. "A little lighter, please."

Thomas Shannon’s body stiffened.