Then he spoke with an air of seriousness: "You went on a drunken rampage last night, and what you did... it's better if you don't know."
Thomas Shannon had a look of grievance on his face, yet he stubbornly refused to say anything.
Sophie Sullivan grew even more curious. She encircled Thomas Shannon's neck with her arms and leaned closer to him, "What exactly did I do to you?"
"Do you really want to know?" Thomas Shannon raised his eyebrow tips slightly, hesitating.
"Tell me!" Wasn't it just a case of bad behavior after drinking?
Whatever crazy things she did last night, Sophie Sullivan was already prepared to hear it.
Thomas Shannon let out a faint sigh, then hugged her tightly, "Fennie, last night... you proposed to me."
She expected to hear something like hitting people or throwing tantrums, but instead, she heard about a proposal!
Proposal?
