Gaby stared at him fiercely, as if looking at an enemy, filled with deep hostility.
Sophie Sullivan's gaze carried a hint of mockery as she curved her lips, "Thomas Shannon, has your nosebleed stopped?"
Thomas Shannon clenched his teeth, remembering that scene just now, it was undeniably the most humiliating moment of his over 20 years of life.
Yet she still didn't know how to restrain herself, choosing this moment to provoke him.
A man's dignity cannot be challenged.
Thomas Shannon's thin lips pressed into a line, the bedroom light shining brightly, illuminating Sophie Sullivan's stunning face, making it incredibly dazzling.
The fine fuzz on her face could be seen clearly, a flawless face like white jade, skin as smooth as milk.
Her tender, silky skin was his favorite, the feel of it was something he knew better than anyone else.
