Chapter 158 Questioning
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“You women always say one thing and mean another. How is this not about him?” Shawn’s words were laced with mockery as he shot me a look. “If it weren’t for him, you wouldn’t be treating me like this.”
I couldn’t blame him for thinking that way. After all, my sudden lack of love for him had cracked the foundation of our relationship. It was a flaw he couldn’t accept, so he searched desperately for any reason to explain it.
“Shawn, stop being so childish. In your world, if a woman doesn’t love you, she’s not allowed to live?” I raised an eyebrow, my tone dripping with sarcasm. “Women can live for themselves, you know. We can love ourselves. You men sometimes go way
overboard.”
Shawn’s p grip on the steering wheel tightened, his knuckles turning white. His lips pressed together in a thin, tight line.
He kept driving, but I didn’t want to prod him further, so I stayed silent, my eyes fixed on the road ahead.
Bu Shawn wasn’t done. He jerked the wheel to the side, pulling the car to the curb with a sharp motion.
“Not in love anymore? What’s your excuse? You think you can dismiss me just like that?” His voice was edged with frustration as he stared at me, his eyes burning with anger.
“I don’t need to explain everything. Shawn. Right now, you’re the one trapping me.” I glared at him, my own anger simmering beneath the surface. “At first, I thought about getting a divorce and taking the money. Now I realize that money’s not only the important part, but so is my peace of mind.”
“Tiffany. I’ve never kept anything from you, especially not money. Even if you divorce me, I’ll give you what’s yours. I just need to know–are you in love with someone else?” His voice was tight, his demand sharp.
“No.” I said, meeting his eyes without hesitation. I haven’t fallen for anyone.”
His breathing grew uneven, his eyes flickering with a touch of red, a sign of his mounting frustration. He slammed his hands down hard on the steering wheel twice, then slumped forward, resting his forehead against it, completely still.
I was taken aback. Wasn’t it usually the woman who collapsed against the steering wheel, crying?
Why did he look like that?
Shawn’s voice emerged hoarsely, barely a whisper. “Is it really about me and Queena? Is that something you can’t get over?”
I froze, stunned. He was bringing up Queena now?
“You have the right to choose a better partner. I’ve never stopped you from that,” I said flatly, my voice devoid of emotion. It was as if I were watching this unfold from the outside.
“When other wives see their husbands drifting away, they step in and set things straight. But you? You don’t even try to stop me. Maybe you never loved me at all, Shawn’s voice cracked, his eyes filled with hurt and accusation as he looked up at me.
I shot back, my words sharp. “You really are something else. You mess up, and now it’s my fault for not controlling you? Why don’t you just admit that you shouldn’t have messed up in the first place! I’m your wife, not your mother. You’re an adult. I don’t need to hold your hand every step of the way.
His face fell, the blow hitting harder than I expected. He slumped over the steering wheel, falling into silence, as if my words had taken the air out of him.
Finally, Shawn broke the silence. His voice was calm. “Divorce isn’t simple. It requires both families to come together, talk it through. And for a public company, I need to disclose financial details. My marriage being stable is key to the company’s success. “Tiffany, can we hold off on the divorce? If you think it’s unfair, we can make it official. As long as you stay married to me. I’ll give you four percent of the company’s shares. You’ll become a shareholder, and you’ll get dividends every year.”
My mind snapped into action. Four percent? That was more than I could have imagined. Shawn was offering shares, trading
them for ‘a morrisme licensed
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Chapter 158 Questioning
No Shawn replied, his voice firm. It would still cause problems. Executives can’t afford to have messy personal lives. Just gve me two more years. Once the company stabilizes. I’ll agree to the divorce then.”
Irased an eyebrow, studying him carefully.
Shawn met my gare, his eyes growing distant, unfocused. After the divorce, we’ll be strangers for the rest of our lives. You’ll have your own path, and I won’t be a part of it. Isn’t that what you want?”
1 froce, caught off guard by the thought of him thinking about the future.
I smiled, but it wasn’t a happy smile. T’m not thinking about the future. I’m focused on right now.”
Shawn’s eyes dimmed a cloud falling over his expression. He silently steered the car back onto the road, his hands gripping the wheel tightly. ‘Give me six months,” he said quietly, Tll make things right.”
Six months. It wasn’t a long time. And honestly, it was better than two years.
“After six months, when the share transfer is complete, you’ll still get your share. Think of it as compensation for the years we’ve spent together. Shawn said, his tone returning to its usual calm, detached demeanor.
“So. I’ll be a shareholder?” I asked, genuinely surprised. Shawn was being reasonable?
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“Yeah” be nodded. “Once you own shares, you’ll be able to attend the shareholder meetings. That way, I’ll still be able to see you” A bitter laugh escaped him.
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