Chapter 1385 - 1387: No Child of His, None

"Otherwise, all the consequences will be yours to bear, understand?"

What was she hinting at with him?

Thomas Shannon’s eyes darkened slightly, and he let out an almost inaudible sigh. "Let’s not talk about this, let’s talk about something else."

"Don’t do this, I’ve got my period." Sophie Sullivan had no mood for it, and reached out to push him away.

Thomas Shannon’s whole body went rigid, damn it!

She... got her period again?

At that moment, Thomas Shannon’s eyes clouded over intensely. Why wasn’t she pregnant yet?

Didn’t the doctor say their bodies were fine?

So why, after all this time... was she still not pregnant!

Shock, anger, disbelief, all these emotions intertwined, casting a shadow over Thomas Shannon’s face.

Sophie pushed at him for a while, but didn’t budge him, so she ended up kicking him instead. "Thomas Shannon, didn’t you hear what I said? I’ve got my period, don’t press on me, you’re so heavy!"

How could Thomas Shannon believe it, how could he believe that his little baby hadn’t come yet?

He didn’t want to believe it!

Nor would he accept it!

No... little baby.

Sophie came back to her senses and kicked him away. "You’re such a pervert!"

She quickly tidied her sleep gown, covering herself tightly.

Thomas Shannon was kicked off, and sat at the bedside, feeling utterly dejected. All the joy and anticipation for so long, but still no child.

He didn’t even understand where the problem was.

The doctor clearly had examined both of their bodies, and said there were no issues. Could it be... his fault?

Sophie was infuriated, how could he, how could he!

"Big pervert!" Sophie, still unsatisfied, kicked him again.

Just like that, Thomas Shannon’s body was kicked back onto the bed, and he lay there dazed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Sophie paused for a few seconds and sat up. "Hey, Thomas Shannon."

"..."

"Are you okay?"

"..."

"It wasn’t supposed to be such a hard kick, did it cause internal injury?"

"..."

In her heart, Sophie thought, oh crap, did she actually kick him hard enough to cause some problem?

Sophie came to his side, looking down at him, raising her hand to pat his handsome face. "Thomas Shannon, are you alright?"

Thomas Shannon gave her a fleeting, indifferent glance, his gaze slowly lowering until it rested on her lower abdomen, where... there was no child, none.

"I’m fine." Thomas Shannon raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Refusing to meet her gaze.

"Did that kick hurt you?" Seeing him so lost and hollow, as if enduring unspeakable pain, Sophie felt a twinge of regret and reached out to touch his chest. "I didn’t use much force, it shouldn’t have been..."

"Miss Sophie, please don’t speak, I want to be alone for a while." Thomas Shannon coldly rejected her attempt to comfort him.

Sophie’s hand froze at once, did she hear him right?

What did he just say?

He told her to stop talking, to shut up?

She let out a couple of snorts and pinched Thomas Shannon’s ear. "Thomas Shannon, this is my territory, and you’re telling me to shut up, hmm?!"