"I haven't slept with any woman other than you. I swear in Snowball's name—if there's even one word of lie, then let..."
Smack!
Sophie Sullivan's hand flew over. Her beautiful eyes glared, two blazing flames burning in them. "Why are you swearing on my Snowball?!"
"Snowball is more important than my own life. Only then will you be willing to believe me."
Speak of the mas, and the mas appears.
Snowball rubbed her eyes sleepily, her little fists knocking on the door. "Dad, Dad, are you inside?"
Her soft, milky voice sounded, and Thomas Shannon and Sophie Sullivan both froze.
Thomas Shannon: I didn't expect Snowball to wake up.
Sophie Sullivan: It's all your fault! Keep making trouble, make more trouble!
Not getting an answer, little Snowball knocked on the door again. "Mum, Mum, are you awake?"
Sophie Sullivan and Thomas Shannon stared at each other wide‑eyed, exchanging looks: What do we do?
