Thomas Shannon gave her a deep look, his thin lips parted slightly, and he silently ate it.
Charlie River frowned, full of worry.
If this continues, how will the Young Master's stomach endure?
With a burning sensation in his stomach, Thomas Shannon closed his eyes briefly, picked up the water cup, and took a gulp of ice water.
Sophie Sullivan put down the chopsticks, leaned back on the chair back with little interest, "Take your time eating, I'll go check on Fluffy."
As she got up to leave, Thomas Shannon tightly grasped her wrist, his voice deep and seemingly even hoarser, "Stay with me."
"Thomas Shannon, let go."
The man looked up, his cold eyes filled with bloodshot veins, stubborn and determined, "Stay with me."
Sophie Sullivan took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in her heart, "Is this fun for you?"
Thomas Shannon said nothing, just silently picked up the chopsticks, continuing to eat.
