Chapter 1523: When Mother Isn't Angry, Dad Can Return Home

However, the day did not go as planned.

On the way to the airport, the sky was weighed down with dark clouds.

A fierce wind rose, and the storm frowned.

The sound of the pouring rain made the entire world fall into a curtain of rain.

Accompanied by lightning and thunder, the storm became more and more rampant, with visibility less than five meters.

Even the man in black driving slowed down, driving cautiously.

Charlie River watched the wiper swing back and forth non-stop, yet almost immediately, the windshield was blurred by rain again.

“Young Master, considering the situation, it seems like we can’t fly…”

Thomas Shannon’s facial color was gloomy, did he even need to say it?

Snowball leaned drowsily in Thomas Shannon’s embrace and was startled awake by a thunder that shook the skies.

She opened her eyes, rubbed her head against Thomas Shannon’s chest a few times, “Daddy, let’s go back.”

“Hmm, we can go back soon.” Thomas Shannon gently patted her back, “Sleep, daddy will cover your ears for you.”

Snowball shook her head, “Back to mummy’s home.”

“Which home does Snowball want to go back to?” Thomas Shannon lowered his head, looking at her little head, the swirl of hair on top was adorably small.

Snowball lifted her head, a trace of fatigue on her small face, “Isn’t it good to go back to mummy’s home?”

Thomas Shannon’s thin lips pressed slightly, an unknown emotion surged in his heart, “Doesn’t Snowball want to go home with daddy? To our home.”

Snowball nodded, then shook her head, finally burying her head in his embrace, “But Snowball also wants mummy…”

Taking a deep breath, then exhaling a long turbid air, Thomas Shannon undid two buttons of his shirt in one hand, “Alright, then we’ll take you to your mother’s home.”

“Daddy too.” Snowball grabbed onto Thomas Shannon’s hand and didn’t let go.

Thomas Shannon found it amusing, he picked up Snowball, letting her look at him, “Baby, look at daddy now, can daddy go back to mummy’s home with you, hmm?”

Didn’t she beat me enough just now?

Now she still wants me to go back and get abused again?

Sophie Sullivan wasn’t polite at all. That Lucifer, actually claimed to love her?

It’s really funny, liking a married woman, did he feel very honorable?

The small gentle hand carried comfort, softly touched his face, Snowball said in a milky voice, “Mummy isn’t angry, then daddy can go home.”

“Snowball, your mother will be angry for a lifetime.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.” Snowball shook her little head, the bun hairstyle on her head bobbing with her movement.

Thomas Shannon couldn’t help but laugh, reached out a hand, pinched her bun hairstyle, “Who helped Snowball tie it?”

“It was mummy.” Snowball pursed her lips in a smile, “Is it pretty?”

Is it pretty?

Thomas Shannon lowered his eyes, with a faint smile, “Does Snowball like it?”

“Hmm.” Snowball nodded, her affection overflowing.

Thomas Shannon rubbed her little cheek with a complex expression, “Then does Snowball like mummy?”

This question, he had never asked before.

For one, he felt it wasn’t necessary. Secondly, she was already three years old, for three years there had been no role of a mother, so now it wasn’t necessary either.

Furthermore, he was certain that in Snowball’s heart, he was the most important.

“I like her.” Snowball nodded seriously, and started listing Sophie Sullivan’s advantages, “Mummy smells nice, she’s soft, mummy does my hair, tells me the story of Snow White…”

“Stop.” Thomas Shannon covered her little mouth, interrupting her, “What you’re saying, grandma can do it too.”

Snowball moved his hand away, smiling with crescent eyes, “Snowball likes grandma too.”