Pampered by My Secret Husband
Chapter 139: I ask you, whose idea is this?

Chapter 139: Chapter 139: I ask you, whose idea is this?

"Thank you for the Young Master’s reward, we had a lot of fun!"

After sending the MMS and text messages, Sophie Sullivan turned off her mobile phone and, humming an unknown tune, entered the bath chamber with her change of clothes.

She had a good sleep till daybreak.

She took out her mobile phone and turned it on.

The mobile phone was silent, without any text messages or unanswered calls.

She confirmed again that the MMS and text messages had been sent successfully, and also confirmed that Thomas Shannon had not responded at all.

Sophie Sullivan put down her mobile phone and fell silent.

Could it be that Thomas Shannon hadn’t seen the photos?

Without dwelling on it, a new day began. She planned to find a different man in black today and continue her game.

「For seven days in a row.」

Sophie Sullivan grew tired of playing and, having completely lost patience, decided to return to her country.

Even in first class, the flight of over ten hours still exhausted Sophie Sullivan.

Returning to the manor, she saw the familiar castle.

A strange sense of affinity washed over her.

She raised her hand and tapped her head. I must be mad, she thought. How could this place, the one I’m desperate to escape, evoke such a feeling?I must be going crazy. Yes, definitely crazy.

She got out of the car, climbed the stairs, and entered the castle.

Out of habit, Sophie Sullivan was about to go upstairs to Thomas Shannon’s bedroom.

Before she even set foot on the staircase, a servant stopped her. "Maniac, you can’t go upstairs."

Sophie Sullivan thought she had misheard. She chuckled, a slight smile playing on her lips. "What did you say?"

"You can’t go upstairs," the servant repeated.

"Who told you I can’t go upstairs?"

The servant stated, neither humbly nor arrogantly, "This is the Young Master’s command. If you have any questions, you may ask the Young Master."

"Alright, then I’ll go ask Thomas Shannon." With that, Sophie Sullivan brushed the servant’s hand away and tried to push past.

The servant reached out to stop her again. "You may see the Young Master, but only if he agrees to see you."

"Let go!" Sophie Sullivan frowned, completely unaware of what had happened during the week she had been away.

The servant did not let go. Instead, he firmly called for the guards. "Take the maniac to the backyard."

Men in black stepped forward, one on each side of Sophie Sullivan, and dragged her away.

Sophie was completely stunned. As the men in black dragged her away, she encountered Minimus Hart, who was just returning from outside.

Seeing her, Minimus Hart’s lips curved into a knowing smile.

Before Sophie Sullivan had time to process its meaning, she was dragged away.

What did Minimus Hart mean by that?Wasn’t she punished last time?Could it be that Thomas Shannon had simply let her off?

With a swirl of unanswered questions in her mind, Sophie Sullivan was locked in the bedroom in the courtyard.

Returning to this familiar bedroom, Sophie Sullivan was overcome with mixed emotions.

What on earth had happened?Could it be that Thomas Shannon had been provoked by the photos she sent?

This was the only possibility Sophie Sullivan could think of.

Staying inside the bedroom, she was restless. Eventually, too tired to fight off her drowsiness, she collapsed onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

While she was sound asleep, a stinging pain bloomed on her cheek.

Sophie Sullivan reluctantly opened her eyes. A maid stood by her bedside, one hand lightly slapping her cheek. "Maniac, you’re finally awake."

The maid didn’t wait for her to speak, saying coldly, "Change into these clothes. It’s time to work."

At the foot of the bed lay a maid outfit.

It was something she was familiar with, yet detested.

Still drowsy, Sophie Sullivan sat up. "What do you mean?"

"From today onward, you must complete all your assigned tasks on time if you want to eat. Otherwise, you’ll go hungry."

"I’m asking you, whose orders are these?"