Chapter 1370 - 1372: No Proposal, No Confession...

In the past, it was either the servant sending them or his secretary.

He had never personally given her flowers before; this was the first time.

His unprecedented gesture left Sophie feeling unexpectedly overwhelmed with favor.

"Really?" Liam thought about it seriously for a while and realized it was indeed the case.

He smiled apologetically, "Sorry, Cecilia, I overlooked it."

Sophie set the flowers down and sat down as the servant brought in the coffee, "Young Master Liam, this is the coffee Miss Cecilia specifically instructed to be prepared for you."

Liam, who had just sat down, felt warmed by these words and expressed his gratitude with a smile, "Cecilia is very thoughtful, thank you."

"Why be polite with me?" Sophie languidly brushed Gaby’s head, "How’s your manor... doing?"

"It’s fine, though there were considerable losses, there were no casualties."

Sophie chuckled lightly. He seemed to take it calmly, while anyone else faced with such a sudden disaster might have exploded in anger, he remained calm and accepting.

"Liam, there’s something I’d like to discuss with you."

"What is it?" Liam picked up the coffee and took a sip.

Those unperturbed eyes just quietly gazed at her, as if they could see into the depths of her eyes.

Sophie squinted slightly. When she first liked Liam, those indifferent eyes were a major reason.

He always appeared so unattached and restrained, that she couldn’t help but want to touch, to conquer.

She wanted him to burn for her, to go crazy for her.

Sophie withdrew her thoughts and leisurely said, "This matter, I should have discussed with you when we were in Country S, but at that time your manor had issues, so it got delayed..."

A servant hurriedly ran over, "Miss Cecilia, your... your phone."

The servant respectfully handed the ringing mobile phone with both hands.

Sophie glanced at the phone and had to apologize to Liam, "Sorry, I need to take this call."

"It’s alright."

Sophie smiled and took the phone outside.

Her smile faded as she answered the phone, "What is it?"

"Sophie, have you forgotten your identity?" Thomas Shannon’s restrained angry voice clearly reached her ears through the radio waves.

Sophie snorted, "What identity? As Miss Cecilia Branford?"

"You are now my wife, your identity is that of a married woman, understand?!"

Damn it!

Does she really like Liam that much?

Carrying the identity of his wife, she still dared to meet with those random guys. Did she think he was dead?

"Ridiculous, just because you say so? Have I acknowledged it?" Mentioning this made Sophie furious!

Who gets married in such a sneaky and calculating way?

No flowers, no ring, no proposal, no declaration of love...

Nothing at all, he just sneakily calculated her!

What did he take her for?

Even for an ordinary girl, shouldn’t there be at least some basic respect?

Sophie scoffed self-mockingly, raising her hand to tap her head, she knew what he was like from day one.

He had never respected her, only restrained and groomed her like a pet.

When pleased, he was all gentle and considerate, but once she disobeyed, he’d start going crazy, imprisoning and forcing her with all kinds of tricks.

"Thomas Shannon, remember, I don’t owe you anything."

Even though he helped her back then, she had repaid it all with her body.