Chapter 109 Love and Hate
Finished
At the dinner table, the topic was still work–related. I ate while listening carefully and realized that investment truly requires extra caution—a single wrong decision can lead to total failure.
Before I could even reach for a dish I liked, Shawn picked it up and placed it on my plate. He was still chatting with others as he did it, as if the gesture was completely unconscious.
I paused in surprise, and Queena gripped her cutlery tightly.
Details. Details. I’m seriously speechless. Can Shawn stop with these pointless little gestures?
I really couldn’t stand this “fishing” type of man. Did he believe that I was the type of person who would readily accept the bait? Did he think that by giving me small, sweet gestures in daily life, I would keep playing the role of the perfect wife and mother?
But had he ever considered the fact that being a good wife and mother was a reward for good men, not a tactic used by scumbags to keep their marriage going?
It’s not that women can’t be good wives and mothers; it’s that most men can’t make them want to. They’re, putting on a show.
Just t
too good at
After dinner, a female executive suddenly suggested visiting the St. Patrick’s Cathedral tomorrow, saying it’s great for praying for love and career success. She mentioned she’s been divorced for years and still hasn’t found the right person, so she wanted to give it a try.
Shawn said tomorrow’s a rest day with no work scheduled, so everyone was free to do as they pleased.
Queena then suggested we all take a walk on Aurelian Peak. Shawn looked at me and asked softly, “Do you want to go?”
I nodded. “Sure.”
Later that evening, everyone displeased.
returned t
to the hotel. When he found out I had booked a room on my own, Shawn was visibly
“Hubby, I’m a bit tired from today. I’m going to rest early–gotta, hike tomorrow,” I said to him in the hallw
hallway.
“Yeah.” Shawn turned away and went straight into his room, expression cold.
I’m
When I got back to my room, I couldn’t help but wonder–if Queena finds on not sharing a room with Shawn, will she sneak over in the dark and climb into his bed?
That thought vanished around 9:30 p.m., when Shawn, freshly showered, came straight to my room.
I had just finished showering myself and was drying the tips of my damp hair when he came in and looked at me.
I avoided his gaze and didn’t look at him.
After I finished drying my hair. Shawn suddenly asked, “My mom said she gave you some supplement. Are you going to take
I froze. Did my mother–in–law even tell him about that
“I don’t want to take it. I don’t think it works anyway. I had already consumed a significant amount, and I was beginning to worry that it might harm my liver or kidneys.
Shawn suddenly said. “Cive me the supplement.”
I immediately placed the black paper–wrapped powder in front of him. “Are you really going to take it?”
Chapter 109 Love and Hate.
His gaze heated up a little. “How would I know if I don’t try?
My heart skipped a heat. Is he going to take it and try it with me?
How about you don’t take it? It doesn’t work.” I quickly reached out to take it back.
But Shawn caught my hand. “What are you afraid of? I take it; you enjoy it.”
Under my stunned gaze, he actually mixed the powder into water and drank it down in one gulp.
“Don’t come over here…I was genuinely spooked. Lately, Shawn had been acting way too unpredictable.
Finished
He sat by the bed for a while, and visibly, his handsome face started to flush, Unbuttoning his sleepwear, he said, “Tiffany. I
feel a bit hot
Tll take you to a doctor. You’re definitely poisoned,” I said, feigning concern.
He seemed to sense I was about to bolt. Suddenly, he grabbed my arm and pushed me onto the bed, his tall frame pressing down on me. “Tiffany, what are you running from?”
Looking at the lust–driven Shawn, I shut my eyes and said the most mood–killing thing possible, “So how much are you. paying me this time?
All the heat in Shawn seemed to freeze instantly. “You really have to bring up money right now!”
“We should settle the price first, or else afterward–mmph!” Before I could finish, he kissed me hard, anger radiating from
Maybe the supplement did work, because Shawn was even more intense than usual tonight.
I tried to escape several times, only to be pulled back. He gripped my waist tightly, his face buried in the crook biting me as he said, “Tiffany, are love and hate really all the same to you?”
My head was spinning, overwhelmed by the heat and sensation.
“Yes!” I bit my lip, answering with calm resolve.
That one word was like a switch–igniting something even stronger in him.
k of my neck.
I didn’t know how long it went on. At the end, he held me tightly, unmoving, leaving two bite marks on my neck.
Curled against his chest, I asked in a mutlled voice, “How much?
