Chapter 66 Win
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Shawn already knew about my drinking earlier that morning, so he said. “I have a dinner meeting tonight, too. If you can’t make it. I’ll have Mom go instead.”
“Do as you see fit,” I replied indifferently.
When I got home a little after nine that night, I found a sitting on the couch, angrily tearing pages out
of a book.
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on as I walked in, she clenched her tiny lists and charged at me, “You just don’t want me to be friends with Queena, do you? You’re so mean! Why did you make Grandma go to the parent–teacher conference? Queena and I had already agreed to go together!”
She looked at me as if I were her worst enemy.
I hadn’t expected a simple parent–teacher meeting to upset her this much. Keeping my voice calm, I said. “I never stopped Queena from going. Your daddy made the arrangements–it had nothing to do with me
“I know it was because of you! Daddy would never stop me from liking her. You’re the only one who keeps getting in the way!” Yuna blamed everything on me without hesitation.
1 looked down at her from above, my expression devoid of emotion.
“Yuna, do you really like Queena?”
Something in my tone must have changed because her wide eyes blinked a few times, but she didn’t say a
word.
I crouched down and smoothed out her messy hair, then gave her a hollow smile. “If you like something. then fight for it. I’m your mommy, and I just want you to be happy. I won’t interfere anymore, and I won’t stop you from being friends with whomever you want. Yuna, do you like this version of Mommy
She froze for a moment, then nodded. “If you mean it, then I’ll still like
you.
“Alright. From now on, you can see whoever you want I won’t stop you.” I gently patted her shoulder, then stood up and walked toward the kitchen. Mona had been preparing something to help replenish my blood. When she saw me, she brought a plate over. “Mr. Hartwell, this is still warm.”
“Thank you.” I said politely before sitting down and taking small bites.
Yuna had been ready to throw a full–blown tantrum, but with just a few words, I had defused her anger. She must have lost her steam because she simply turned on her heel and ran upstairs.
I had just finished eating when I heard Shawn’s car pull into the driveway, I immediately got up, intending to head upstairs.
I had only made it halfway up when he walked in.
I ignored him, didn’t greet him, and just went straight to my bedroom.
A while later, Shawn also went upstairs–to Yuna’s room. I didn’t know what they were talking about, but they were in there for over half an hour.
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say to Yuna?”
Finished
I was holding my pajamas, about to take a shower. Seeing him suddenly lash out, I replied coolly, “What now?”
Why did you bring up Queena? What are you trying to do?” he demanded.
I let out a small laugh. “I was just having a normal conversation with Yuna. What’s wrong with that?”
The company rumors about me and Queena haven’t died down. Now you’re talking to Yuna about her- are you trying to make her think our marriage is falling apart because of Queena?” Shawn’s gaze was icy.
“Are you saying she bears no responsibility at all?” I crossed my arms, my tone almost amused.
Shawn hesitated for a moment, his expression darkening further.
“This is between us. Don’t drag others into it,” he said, lowering his voice, though his irritation was clear.
I nodded. He wasn’t wrong–when it came to cheating, the biggest responsibility lay
with him.
“Fine, let’s not talk about Queena. Let’s talk about you. If there’s nothing between you two, why are you so defensive?” l’asked sharply.
Shawn’s expression froze for a split second before he scoffed. “When have I ever been defensive? I’m just discussing this with you, so stop twisting my words.”
He wasn’t trying to explain anything–he was just using his usual tough stance to cover up his guilt.
I instantly lost interest in arguing with him. I needed to prioritize my health–my hormones and my well- being mattered more.
“Alright. I get it. I won’t bring up Ms. Tackman in front of Yuna again,” I said before stepping into the bathroom.
If he wanted to ‘win‘ the argument, I’d let him.
By the time I came out of the shower, Shawn was nowhere to be found.
In the middle of the night, Yuna suddenly crawled into my arms, wrapping her little hands tightly around my arm. “Mommy, I had a nightmare. Can you hold me while I sleep?”
Looking at the small figure nestled against me, a wave of melancholy washed over me.
I had already decided to stop controlling her. And once Shawn and I divorced, the time I spent with her would dwindle–from days to weeks, maybe even months apart.
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