His throat moved, his heart burned, and he reached out wanting to touch his little baby...
Slap!
Another merciless slap knocked away his eager hand.
Sophie Sullivan raised her chin proudly, "Don't touch me."
"Fennie... I'm sorry, let me touch the baby, okay?" Thomas Shannon was not angry at all, instead he patiently coaxed her, in this world, pregnant women were the most important.
Now whatever she said was what it was, Thomas Shannon would comply unconditionally.
But... he must touch his long-awaited little baby.
"Now you know you're sorry? What were you doing earlier?"
The things done behind my back were quite something, weren't they?
Now you've come to admit your mistake, what were you doing earlier?
Thomas Shannon spread his arms, hugging Sophie Sullivan tightly, feeling her soft body in his embrace, a feeling of fullness that made him incredibly satisfied.
