Chapter 26 Hired Companion
“It’s fine. I had Ms. Tackman take Yuna to my mom’s place. Tonight, it’s just the two of us…” Shawn murmured as he suddenly leaned in from behind me.
+8 Pearls
I was wearing an off–the–shoulder knit top today, leaving my bare shoulders exposed–smooth and fair.
Before he even finished speaking, he dipped his head and pressed a kiss onto my shoulder. “Don’t work late. Come home early,” he said, his voice tinged with something deeper, something rare in the six years we’d been together.
I still remember our honeymoon–he had always been so restrained, so proper, even when it came to intimacy. He never kissed me without my permission, never crossed any lines.
Thinking about it now, it was almost laughable. In a normal relationship, things just happen naturally when emotions run deep.
But Shawn had always respected my boundaries. If I didn’t give him the green light, he wouldn’t touch me -no kissing, no hugging, nothing. He remained distant, almost like some untouchable deity, as if he had no earthly desires at all.
Yet lately, he’d been unpredictable. I had stopped playing by the rules and started dressing up, making myself look my best. And now, here he was–kissing me in the office, telling me to come home early.
“But I want to finish these documents first … “I deliberately refused to give him what he wanted. If he told me not to do something, I would do the opposite.
“What could be more important than me?” Shawn was displeased. He grabbed my waist, pressing his body against my back. “Be good. Come home early.”
He left a lingering kiss on my earlobe before turning and walking out of the office.
I watched his retreating figure, unable to figure out what had gotten into him today.
If he wanted that kind of intimacy, he had Queena. She knew all sorts of tricks in bed–she could give him an experience far different from anything I could.
In my past life, I remember him telling me once about all the places they had done it–the mountaintop under the stars, the backseat of a car, the wild hills with wolves howling in the distance, the locker room of a boxing gym, the bathroom at a racetrack…
Just thinking about it made me want to curse him out. If Queena was so exciting, why didn’t he just go to her?
Shawn’s attitude was so unclear. It seemed like I needed to push things further on Queena’s end. I had to provoke her, make her feel threatened–make her cause a scene and force Shawn into a divorce.
The thought left a bitter taste in my mouth. Men always benefit from marriage. As long as the wife at home doesn’t make a fuss, he can have a mistress on the side and still maintain his family. He would never choose to divorce on his own–most men still hold onto the idea of family.
It’s always women who make things difficult for each other. Fighting, scheming, going to extremes just to win over a man. Meanwhile, the man stands there, the final victor, smugly believing he must be something
1/2
93%
Chapter 26 Hired Companion
“Where are Mona and the others?” The house was eerily quiet, making me frown.
+8 Pearls
“Yuna isn’t home, so I gave them a couple of days off,” Shawn said in a low voice, setting his laptop aside, “Have you eaten?”
“No.” I had come home on an empty stomach.
“Good. I had Mona leave some food for you–it should still be warm. Go eat something.” He sounded like the perfect, considerate husband.
I looked at him, a little surprised. He knew how to put on a show. I could only imagine that he acted just as thoughtful and caring in front of Queena.
No wonder Queena was willing to throw away her family’s inheritance just to be with him. She had devoted herself to the Hartwells, pulling strings and making connections on Shawn’s behalf. Shawn had a kind of allure–one that could drive a woman mad.
I went into the kitchen, brought out the warm food, and sat down at the table to eat.
Meanwhile, Shawn walked over to the liquor cabinet, took out a bottle of red wine, and poured half a glass, setting it beside me. “Try it. It’s from a new batch–pretty good.”
Shawn was a wine enthusiast. In my past life, he had gone into business with some partners and bought a vineyard in Francia. He ended up making a fortune in the wine business.
I took a sip–and the next second, I downed the whole glass. Thinking about what was supposed to happen tonight put me in a foul mood.
I no longer loved Shawn like I did in my past life. Now, I treated him like nothing more than a hired companion–just someone to fulfill a physical need. But he was dirty. The thought of sharing a bed with a man who had been with someone else—who had been with her–made my stomach turn.
If I got a little drunk, maybe I could numb myself to it. Maybe I could forget.
“Don’t drink too much. It’s strong–you’ll get drunk,” Shawn warned, taking the bottle away.
I had just enough alcohol in my system to dull my senses, making my body a little restless.
I reached out my arms to him, my voice laced with command. “Carry me upstairs.”
