Chapter 115 Someone’s Managing My Husband’s Finances
Shawn was the type of man completely immersed in his career. He never got involved in his parents‘ messy, broken relationship as long as they weren’t at each other’s throats, he stayed out of it.
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Looking
g at Shawn, I realized for the first time just how strong he was inside, how solid his core was. Nothing external seemed to shake his determination to build his empire.
It was obvious my father–in–law didn’t get the investment amount he was hoping for again this time. Shawn carefully explained his reasons several times, but my father–in–law was a bit displeased and drove off in his flashy sports car.
Shawn glanced at his phone and asked Susanna, “When is Hazel bringing Yuna back?”
Susanna said. “Try calling her. I did earlier, but it must’ve been too noisy–she didn’t pick up.”
Just as Shawn picked up his phone, it started ringing.
He glanced at the screen, brows furrowed, and stepped outside to answer the call.
I was getting ready to leave too. I grabbed my bag and headed out. As I passed by Shawn, he didn’t seem to notice me.
His voice was low and steady as he spoke, “Where are you now? I’ll go picked up Yuna. You just got off the plane and already helped me take care of her. I really appreciate it
“Okay, stay there.”
Shawn hung up and turned to see me. There was a brief flash of awkwardness in his expression. “I’m going to pick up Yuna. You should head home.”
“Okay” I hadn’t planned on going with him anyway, but something about his dodging gaze set off my instincts.
Maybe it wasn’t just Hazel and Yuna at the concert–maybe Queena was there too.
Which would explain why Shawn didn’t bring me along this time. Because tonight, he didn’t want me there.
I walked straight to my car, got in, and drove away without hesitation.
When I got home, I had no idea what time Shawn and Yuna returned–I was already asleep.
The next morning. Yuna was half–asleep in Shawn’s arms, pouting and pretending to have a stomachache to avoid school. Shawn was trying to coax her.
“Yuna, Mommy and I have work today. You need to go to school,” he said calmly. He spoiled her, but when it came to serious matters, he stood firm. “If your stomach really hurts, I’ll take you to the hospital to get it checked.”
“Will they have to draw blood or give me a shot?” Yuna asked, eyes wide.
“Maybe,” Shawn replied calmly.
“Then no thanks, Yuna said quickly, sitting up straight in his lap. Td rather go to school.”
Just then, I was coming down the stairs. Yung dashed over from Shawn’s side and hugged my leg, looking up at me with pleading eyes. “Mommy, how about you skip work today and take me out to play instead?”
I glanced at Yuna. Her face was dotted with several swollen mosquito bites that still hadn’t faded. Her skin was sensitive—just one bite would leave a big red bump that took three days to heal, even with ointment. This time, I didn’t bother putting any
- on.
Tm busy with work. I don’t have time.” I replied coolly.
Chapter 115 Someone’s Managing My Husband’s Finances
I gave him nothing–just calmly sat down and started eating the nutritious breakfast Mona had prepared.
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Lately, my health has improved. My skin was smooth and glowing, no longer pale like it used to be. My sleep had probably improved, too. My eyes looked clearer and brighter, no longer dull and tired from all the pent–up stress.
Shawn stood and crouched down in front of Yuna. “Mom’s busy, so go to school for now, I’ll try to come pick you up this
afternoon.
“Can someone else pick me up? I want… Yuna leaned in and whispered in his car, clearly not wanting me to hear.
Shawn’s brows drew together, his expression tightening
“Please, Daddy,” Yuna pleaded sweetly.
Shawn couldn’t resist her. He simply patted her head and said, “Alright, but first, finish your breakfast.”
Yuna immediately brightened and quickly cleaned her plate, even tossing me a cheeky glance afterward.
Shawn dropped her off at school on the way out. As for me, I had to head to the office–there were a few payments I needed to sort out with the finance team.
As soon as I arrived at the office, I saw Queena in the finance department. Her expression turned a bit sour when she spotted.
- me.
Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly asked, “Yesterday, one million was transferred from Mr. Hartwell’s personal account. Mrs. Hartwell, do you know where that money went?”
I was momentarily stunned. So now Queena was managing Shawn’s finances? She was really stepping into the role of lady of the house.”
“Why are you asking me? Ask him,” I snapped back, no longer the pushover I once was.
