He shuddered all over, suddenly tossed away the cigarette butt, and rushed towards the bath chamber.
The bath chamber door was locked. He stood outside the door, continuously pounding on it: "Sophie, what's wrong? Sophie, can you hear me?"
Damn it!
There was no response from inside the bath chamber.
Thomas Shannon stepped back two paces, lifted a long leg, and violently kicked the door.
After two kicks, the bath chamber door was violently kicked open by him, the door panel slammed sharply against the wall, making a big noise.
His eyes bloodshot, he immediately saw Sophie Sullivan collapsed in the shower room, the water from the showerhead still running, pouring down on her,
The sleep gown was wet, almost transparent, clinging to her body, her long hair wet and sticking to her face, her facial color terrifyingly pale.
