He patted her spine and said in a low voice, "I'll talk to your Uncle about our marriage tomorrow, hmm?"
Marriage?
He was being a bit too impatient, wasn't he!
"No, I'm not ready yet."
"Do the women in your family all dislike marriage or something?" Thomas Shannon's voice faintly picked up a trace of anger.
Sophie Sullivan raised her eyelids in surprise. "What did you say?"
Thomas Shannon's eye color turned deep, and his voice stiffly skipped over the topic. "Nothing."
Sophie Sullivan had heard it. He said the women in your family. Her family…
He thought she was Isabel, so the women in Isabel's family he spoke of, did he mean her, Cecilia Branford?
The doorbell rang, and Thomas Shannon got up to open the door. Standing in the doorway was William Guillen.
After his hangover, he had been sleeping until now.
Seeing the man in black still in the corridor, he guessed he definitely hadn't left yet. "Thomas, move aside, I've got something to say to you."
