Pampered by My Secret Husband

Chapter 1133 - 1135: When Will I Be Able to Regain My Memory?

The state between sleep and wakefulness made her feel increasingly exhausted.Her whole body was drowsy and weak.

In the morning, Lucifer pushed open her bedroom door and came to the bedside, softly calling, "Joanne, wake up."

Sophie Sullivan opened her eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling, and after a while, she finally came to her senses.

"Lucifer..."

"Hmm?"

"Am I back?"

"Yes, you’re already back, dear."

Sophie Sullivan nodded slowly, sat up, and held her forehead with one hand, "Oh... my head hurts."

"Did you not sleep well last night?" Lucifer’s hand naturally fell on her temple, massaging it with the right pressure.

Sophie Sullivan dropped her hand and closed her eyes, enjoying Lucifer’s service, "Yeah, I had nightmares."

"Again about past events?" Lucifer knew she had nightmares, all about previous events.

Angus said it was her brain stimulating the memory center.

Sophie Sullivan vaguely brushed it off; last night’s dream was unusually filled with Thomas Shannon—angry, doting, disappointed, disdainful...

Dream after dream, it was almost too much for her brain to bear.

After Lucifer massaged for a while, Sophie Sullivan opened her eyes again, "Alright, I should wash up."

Lucifer looked at her, always feeling something was off. Since she didn’t want to speak, he didn’t ask further.

The urgent matter now was to solve the Andres issue.

After washing up and dressing, Sophie Sullivan went downstairs with Lucifer for a meal, and at the dining table, Lucifer told her everything that had happened these days.

Even though she had already heard from Thomas Shannon that her Uncle had made moves, she hadn’t expected him to act so fast.

Lucifer attended a royal banquet, and her Uncle Andres was an invited guest, which meant... if the arms deal between him and Thomas Shannon was truly reached, then the future decision-maker of the Onassis Family would be Andres.

Even if Sophie Sullivan returned to the Onassis Family later, no one would acknowledge her.

To think of it in the worst way, there would be no need for her Sophie Sullivan to exist in this world; Andres wouldn’t allow anyone who threatened him to live in this world.

"Is Isabel going to marry Liam Donald?"

Sophie Sullivan clenched the knife and fork in her hand, immediately losing her appetite.

"Joanne, Isabel likes Liam Donald, and since she’s already moved up the wedding date, she’ll definitely marry him soon. What do you plan to do?" Lucifer looked at her with a pained expression, never imagining that the ones causing her harm would be her Uncle’s family.

Sophie Sullivan put down the knife and fork, picked up the napkin, and wiped the corner of her mouth, "I want to see Angus."

Angus came to the study door, knocked, and after receiving permission, pushed it open and entered.

"Your Highness, Miss Cecilia Branford."

Lucifer nodded, signaling him to sit down, and Angus sat in front of the sofa.

Sophie Sullivan was rubbing her forehead with one hand, "Angus, continue the medicine you gave me before."

"Okay, Miss Cecilia Branford."

"Angus." Sophie Sullivan lifted her eyelids, looking at Angus, "When do you think I’ll be able to recover my memory?"

She was eager to recover all her memories, just partially recovering wasn’t enough.

She had to remember all the details to have any chance of defeating Andres before he succeeded.

Otherwise, it would be too late.

"Miss Cecilia Branford, your recovery situation is already quite ideal."