CHAPTER 295: CHAPTER 297: BEHAVE YOURSELF!

Hearing Young Master Shannon swear, Sophie Sullivan was truly taken aback.

She turned around, returned to the bedside, and stared at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

Raising her hand, she caressed his handsome face. "Who are you... Don’t think that wearing a mask means I won’t recognize you..."

Thomas Shannon endured her hand rubbing his face randomly. At first, he told himself to bear with it.

Gradually, her actions became more and more excessive, more and more rude, as if she were about to peel the skin from his face.

He grabbed her slender wrist with one hand and growled in a cold voice, "Have you had enough fun?"

His cold eyes, gleaming with a faint chill, locked onto her.

Sophie Sullivan blinked her bewitching eyes. The shimmering light deep within them receded considerably. "Are you really Thomas Shannon?"

"Otherwise?"

"Are you really the Thomas Shannon I know?"

"Nonsense!"

Sophie Sullivan propped herself up and pouted. "Then why would you suddenly make an oath? The Thomas Shannon I know doesn’t seem like the type to swear casually."

Thomas Shannon: "..."

Heartless creature!

Who forced him to swear?

Great, now she was even doubting him.

How ungrateful!

"Thomas Shannon, are you angry?"

Sophie Sullivan smiled, reaching out to touch his handsome face. Before her hand could make contact, he mercilessly slapped it away. "Don’t touch me."

"Don’t be like that! What’s wrong with just one touch?"

Sophie Sullivan didn’t give up; she still wanted to touch him. Thomas Shannon grabbed her wrist and gave it a slight tug.

Sophie Sullivan’s body pitched forward. Thomas Shannon lowered his head, looking down at her, his thin lips pursed. "Behave!"

Looking up at his face from this angle, his jawline was beautifully alluring, and his sexy, thin lips were slightly pursed.

Her heartbeat began to race uncontrollably.

Despite not wanting to admit it, Sophie Sullivan had to face reality: Thomas Shannon was incredibly good-looking. And if it were just that, it would be one thing, but...

His physique was also excellent, with long limbs and a well-built figure, not at all inferior to an international male model.

What she thought was her subtle admiration was, in fact, all seen by Thomas Shannon.

The corner of Thomas Shannon’s mouth curled up. "Maniac, what are you doing?"

"What?"

Sophie Sullivan blinked in confusion, pretending she didn’t understand anything.

Thomas Shannon grabbed her wrist. "Whose pig hoof is this?"

"You’re the pig hoof!" Sophie Sullivan’s face turned red, and she retorted defiantly, craning her neck.

Thomas Shannon lowered his head, feeling quite amused as he pinched her jaw. "I never expected this, Sophie. So you also have moments where you act boldly but then don’t dare to own up to it. Weren’t you always fearless? Why won’t you admit it now, hmm?"

That deep, magnetic voice, asking in a low, hoarse tone, made the tip of Sophie Sullivan’s heart tingle.

Of course, if she could ignore the content of his words, she would still be quite happy to listen to him speak.

She frowned, her mood worsening instantly. "Who are you saying acts boldly but doesn’t dare to own up to it?"

"Whoever’s angry, that’s who I’m talking about." Thomas Shannon let go of her jaw, sneered, and watched her with leisurely amusement.

Perhaps even she didn’t realize that at this very moment, she looked just like a cat with its fur bristling.

"Oh, so it’s like that, is it? You dare to insult me indirectly now!" Sophie Sullivan reached out to pinch him.

Her hand hadn’t even touched his neck when Thomas Shannon deftly dodged. She lunged at empty air, which immediately made her even more furious.

"Don’t dodge!"

"Am I stupid? Why wouldn’t I dodge and just let you pinch me?"

Thomas Shannon laughed out loud.

Sophie Sullivan was furious, and the consequences would be severe.

She clenched her fists slightly and took a deep breath. "Thomas Shannon..."