If Thomas Shannon lets her change the subject so easily, tonight’s banquet would have been in vain.
He stretched out his hand, pinched her jaw, forcing her to turn her head, "Fennie, are you willing to become the Young Madam of the Shannon Family?"
"Why ask so suddenly?"
Sophie Sullivan felt a lot of pressure, partly because of her fiancé Liam Donald, partly because of Thomas Shannon.
Her current identity and what she’s doing now, to be honest, is immoral, she’s cheating.
Thomas Shannon knew she had a fiancé yet still entangled with her, he couldn’t avoid being criticized.
Couldn’t he just calm down a bit, keep it low-key?
Sophie Sullivan massaged her temples, "Let me go first."
"Fennie, what are you thinking again, hmm?"
"It’s nothing... Thomas Shannon, can we not talk about this issue right now?" Sophie Sullivan raised her eyelids, sincerely negotiating with him, "Is it not good to keep the status quo, why must we change it?"
Keep the status quo?
She’s willing to be with him in bed with the identity of Liam Donald’s fiancée, yet he doesn’t want to be with someone else’s fiancée all the time!
His woman, why should she bear the title of another man’s fiancée?
Isn’t it good to become his wife?
Whatever she wants, he can give her. However much wealth she wants, he can let her squander it. However much love she desires, he can satisfy her.
Aren’t these enough?
Harry seemed to sense his master’s emotional change, jumped out of his embrace, and snuggled into Charlie River’s arms, pressing its head into his embrace, seeking refuge.
Thomas Shannon took the opportunity to draw Sophie Sullivan into his embrace, holding her as they sat on his legs, one hand wrapping around her slender waist, his handsome face darkening, "Tell me, why don’t you want to change the status quo?"
"I think it’s fine as it is, unfettered, we’re both free."
"When you got engaged to Liam Donald, didn’t you think you needed freedom?"
When with him, she suddenly thinks of freedom, is she deliberately provoking him?
"Thomas Shannon, why are you dragging Liam Donald into this again?" Sophie Sullivan slightly annoyed, furrowed her brows, struggling to get off his legs.
Thomas Shannon took a deep breath, pinched her waist with both hands, holding her down, he lowered his head, closed his eyes, and made a helpless concession, "Fine, I won’t mention him. Then let’s talk about us now, Fennie, you know I’m a businessman. A businessman won’t do anything without any benefit to himself, since I brought you, it means I will definitely help you regain everything that belongs to you. Since I’ve shown my sincerity, what about you?"
Sophie Sullivan feigned ignorance, blinking and looking at him innocently.
Thomas Shannon clenched his teeth, "Where’s your sincerity?"
Sophie Sullivan hugged his neck, leaned by his ear, and whispered, "Didn’t you already take my body?"
She’s already let him take her so wantonly, what more does he want?
Undeniably, Sophie Sullivan now also loves being with him, but it’s just being together, nothing more.
She hasn’t thought about settling down so soon...
"Fennie, you’re too naive." Thomas Shannon clasped the back of her head, turning it to the side, biting her soft earlobe, his voice unusually hoarse, "I want to sleep with you legally for a lifetime."
So, her becoming his wife is the only way.
Sophie Sullivan simply rested her head on his shoulder, rubbed a little, burrowed into his neck, and with a muffled voice, spoke her thoughts.