Pampered by My Secret Husband

Chapter 1165: Chapter 1167: Stop Fooling Around, It’s Not the First Time

A cigarette perched between his thin lips, his narrow eyes slightly squinting, eyelashes casting a shadow on his eyelids.

The way he lit the cigarette carried a bit of roguishness and masculine charm, that stance could inadvertently make hearts flutter.

"Thomas Shannon, I’m ready." Isabel had other thoughts from the start, her bathrobe untied, slightly open, just revealing her bikini-clad graceful figure.

Upon hearing this, Thomas Shannon raised his head, his handsome face still carrying the usual stern expression.

Facing Isabel’s scorching gaze, he hooked his lips into a smile, "You go to the warm spring pool first, I’ll be there shortly."

"What’s up, do you have something else?" Leaving a lady waiting isn’t gentlemanly behavior.

Thomas Shannon took a deep draw from his cigarette, stepped forward with long legs, lifted her chin with one hand, and chuckled softly, "Just a small matter, go enjoy the warm springs, I’ll be there soon."

Isabel snorted with disinterest and turned to leave,

After a while, the bedroom door was knocked, Thomas Shannon sat down on the sofa, casually said, "Come in."

Charlie River pushed the door open, quickly closed it, and approached Thomas Shannon, "Young Master..."

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Isabel arrived at the warm spring pool, she slightly turned her head, "You all may leave."

"Yes, Miss Cecilia Branford."

She removed her bathrobe, and Isabel gradually descended into the pool, soaking in the warm water, her entire body relaxed as her pores opened.

In no time, her snow-white skin was suffused with a mesmerizing pink hue from the steam.

Upon hearing footsteps, she hooked her lips into a smile, "Are you done with your work?"

Turning her head, when she saw the person approaching, her expression suddenly froze, pupils starting to contract.

Thomas Shannon arrived at the warm spring pool, from afar, he saw a shadow lying by the poolside, her body submerged in the warm springs.

The chubby and round Harry was waving its claw by the pool, playing with her.

Apparently disliked, Harry was thrown aside, but with relentless effort, it rolled back to her hand.

Continuing to poke at her with its claw, scratching her, playing with her.

"Meow~"

"Don’t bother!"

"Meow meow~"

"Keep bothering and I’ll stew you in soup!"

"Meow!"

Suddenly, Harry lifted his head, saw Thomas Shannon approaching, and let out an excited howl.

Sophie Sullivan frowned, in the next moment, she felt someone coming close to her, as she turned, she was pulled into an embrace.

She angrily stopped him immediately, "Young Master Shannon, what are you doing?"

Thomas Shannon buried his head in her neck, chuckled softly, "Cecilia, stop it."

What had he and Isabel been doing?

Feeling stiff all over, Sophie Sullivan clasped his neck with one hand, her voice tense, "Young Master Shannon, let go!"

"The doctor I found for you seems not to be an amateur, Cecilia, your throat seems to be much better. So, tonight is going to be a wonderful night."

Sophie Sullivan frowned deeply, damn it... what was he saying?!

Hell of a wonderful night!

Harry meowed once, frantically bouncing at the poolside, wanting to jump into the water, stretching out its claw and then timidly withdrawing it.

Finally, it curled into a ball, and rolled around at the poolside.

Thomas Shannon stretched out a wet arm, grabbed Harry’s scruff, and tossed it away, "Noisy!"