Chapter 149 Shawn Compromised
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I didn’t pay any attention to the contract, instead. I kept my gaze fixed on him, my curiosity piqued. “Shawn, what are you up
To:
A small smile tugged at the corner of Shawn’s lips. “Can’t you see? I’m trying to keep you here with me.”
“That’s pointless,” I replied coldly
Shawn nodded in agreement. “I know. But even if you want to fly high, you first need wings, right? Spend a few years working with me, and your future will be brighter.
“I won’t be bought by you.” I said angrily.
Shawn raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean by buying you? You’re not getting something for nothing, you’re working. And as long as it’s work, you get paid, that’s only fair.” He leaned back in his chair with a calculating expression on his face. I know you want a divorce, but it’s not the right moment. Our parents wouldn’t accept it, and Yuna doesn’t want us to divorce either. Tiffany, let’s just calm down for now.”
I studied him. It was rare for Shawn to compromise.
Silence hung between us, but inside, I was torn. I always thought ending a marriage was simple, but Shawn’s resistance to letting go unsettled me.
“Even if you refuse a divorce, our marriage is over. Can you really stand being in a sexless marriage?” I knew he had desires- nothing overwhelming, but they existed.
“Sexless marriage?” Shawn frowned. “Are you trying to punish me with that?”
I shook my head. “It’s not punishment. I told you before. A woman will only give herself to the man she truly loves.”
Shawn stared at me for a long moment before nodding. “Fine, I won’t pressure you.”
I was taken aback. Shawn agreeing to such an uncomplicated life was surprising.
I picked up the contract from the table, flipping through the details. While it was thorough, I didn’t fully understand the legal aspects. so I decided to meet with Melanie for lunch and ask for her help in reviewing it.
When Shawn noticed I was absorbed in the contract, his expression darkened. “We signed an agreement before. Every penny you make is yours alone. You don’t need to question that.”
I was aware of that, but I just needed to clarify a few things
“Thanks for offering me this job. I’ll do my best.” I paused, reflecting. Since Shawn wouldn’t consent to a divorce, focusing on work seemed like the only option for now.
As I was turning to leave, Shawn’s voice reached me, low and full of meaning. “Tiffany, it might seem like I’m the one benefiting from this marriage, sitting high and mighty, but in truth, I’m the one who’s passive.”
I froze, confused by his words, and looked back at him.
He lowered his gaze, a bitter smile playing on his lips. “It’s like a cathedral. When it’s well–tended, it’s full of life, bustling with activity, and everyone admires it. But when it’s neglected, it becomes a ruin, abandoned and forgotten. Our marriage may Ipok like you’re the one giving but you’re the one truly in control. You can come and go as you please, while I can only beg you not to leave.
His words left me speechless.
He has been getting a bit philosophical these days.
1:05 PM
Chapter 149 Shawn Compromised
As I reached the hallway, 1 was met with Queena’s fierce glare as she approached me, her strides full of anger.
Finished
Her expression, as if she wanted to tear me apart, made my pulse quicken. She may appear refined and dignified, but underneath, she’s just as ruthless and cunning.
“Mrs. Hartwell, we need to talk. Her voice had lost its usual softness.
1 glanced around at the onlookers, shrugged casually, and replied, “Sorry, I’ve got lunch plans with a friend. I’m busy.”
But Queena gave a cold, mocking laugh. “Are you afraid to talk?”
I remained calm in the face of her challenge, replying. “There’s nothing to fear. Those who have nothing to hide don’t fear shadows.
Queena’s face turned pale with fury. She spun on her heel and snapped, “Meet me in meeting room one.
As I walked away. I couldn’t help but think to myself that she was pregnant. If she invites me to a secluded place, and something happens, like her falling and losing the baby, how could I explain that?
I can’t go with her. It was a trap.
“Sorry, I really don’t have time.” I turned and headed toward my office.
Seeing that I wasn’t going along with her, Queena had no choice but to retreat to her office and call me on the landline.
“Mrs. Hartwell, you were the one who told Shawn about my pregnancy, right? You’re despicable.‘ Queena’s voice seethed with. anger.
1 feigned ignorance and asked, “Oh, are you pregnant? Congratulations! Whose baby is it? Is it Shawn’s?”
