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“So you two don’t sleep together much, huh? Hazel teased, half–jokingly, half–sarcastically.
Shawn’s expression froze for a second. The truth was, before my rebirth, it didn’t happen often. He is only passionate about making love with me for a short period of time.
better, Shawn said, placing a slice of roast been my plate. “Tiffany, you heard me, right?”
Shawn was clearly trying to put on a show for his family, playing the doting husband. Naturally, I had to play along.
“I heard you,” I replied.
That finally brought a bit of a smile to his face. “Yuna, most of your classmates have brothers or sisters. Don’t you want one too?”
Yuna blinked and looked at Susanna,
Susanna beamed and stroked Yuna’s hair affectionately, Sec, Aunt Hazel and your dad are siblings. They grew up together and always had someone to play with Wouldn’t it be nice if your mom and dad gave you a companion to play with?”
Yuna, being a child, wasn’t thinking too deeply about it. With my mother–in–law constantly planting ideas in her head, Yuna actually agreed with this. “Okay–but only want a brother. I don’t want a sister. A brother can play with me. A sister would fight me for my dresses,
That made the in–laws all laugh. Hazel made a weird expression, like she wanted to say something, but she stayed quiet.
Shawn looked at Yuna with this soft, proud gaze, like his precious little girl had suddenly grown up. Clearly, he felt touched.
But me? I watched it coldly.
The Hartwells could dream about having another heir all they wanted–there were plenty of women who’d line up to give Shawn one. Just not from me.
Dinner was pleasant enough. Yuna stayed with my in–laws. Shawn said he’d ride back with me and allowed his driver to head home early.
On the drive back, I rolled down the window. A cool breeze rushed in.
At a red light, I rested one hand on the wheel and lazily watched the countdown. The wind picked up my long hair, tossing it in the air.
I caught Shawn staring at me through the side mirror.
A chill crept up my spine. What’s with the long, moody gaze? Trying to play the brooding lover now?
“You seem more relaxed lately. Kinda free–spirited, Shawn said, breaking the silence.
I answered without much thought, “Yeah. I’ve made peace with the world. I don’t hold on so tight to thi
anymore.”
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He frowned slightly and asked, “What brought this on? Found religion or something? Didn’t you say you were going to take one of those soul–healing classes? Have you attended any of those?”
I’d long forgotten about that. But since he mentioned it I did recall going through a rough patch back then. Some ladies in our social circle had recommended a so–called spiritual workshop to help work through emotional blocks. 1 even signed up.
“Didn’t go. Total scam,” I said flatly.
That must’ve tickled him, because Shawn suddenly burst out laughing. “So you figured it out after all. I honestly thought it’d take you getting conned three times before you snapped out of it.”
“I’m not dumb. If I had that kind of money to waste, I’d rather buy gold.” I snorted gently.
“You like gold?” He raised an eyebrow.
“Who doesn’t?” I shot back. Honestly, what kind of dumb question was that?
He seemed to get the hint I didn’t want to keep chatting and stayed quiet the rest of the ride. I accelerated our speed and guided us back to the house. It was already late.
As I was heading downstairs, Shawn asked, “Hey, has your period ended yet?”
I instantly got what he meant. Really? Was Queena not enough to satisfy him, and now he was crawling back, still hungry?
“Nope, I said, then went straight to my room.
He didn’t bother me after that. The next morning at breakfast, Shawn reached over and brushed a finger across the ring on my left hand. “New ring? Doesn’t really suit you.”
It was something I picked up from a thrift market. Dirt cheap, obviously not new.
“I like vintage styles,” I replied, making something up on the spot.
He didn’t say anything else.
Later, during lunch break, I got a text from Ethan. He was overseas and had sent me a photo of a scenic view–he wasn’t in the shot.
I looked at it and replied, “So beautiful.”
He messaged back, “It’s even more breathtaking in the winter, all covered in snow,”
My heart fluttered a little. They say sharing is a silent confession. Ethan was pretty good at this.
I’d love to see it someday,” I replied.
He answered simply, “Deal.” I didn’t send anything else. As always, he was thoughtful and didn’t send anything more.
That afternoon, I wrapped up most of my work. Just then, I got added to a new WhatsApp group- days, we all used WhatsApp for work.
Susanna had added me. In the group chat, she wrote that she’d pick up Yuna later in the day so we could
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