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I didn’t expect Shawn to show up. Instinctively, I reached out and took his umbrella. “Let me borrow this. I’ll return it to you when I get home.”
With that, I took his umbrella and walked toward my car.
Shawn sat back in his car with a stiff expression. Within moments, the silver Bentley disappeared into the rainy blur.
When I got home, I found out Shawn had given the maids the day off. That meant dinner was up to me.
Just as I was about to protest, he added, “If it’s too much trouble, just make some instant noodles. It has been a while since I had your cooking.”
Shawn had this habit of randomly giving his employees time off. He really was quite the generous employer.
I stepped into the kitchen and cracked three eggs. I was in the middle of whisking them when I felt a presence behind me. Shawn came up close and kissed the back of my neck. “How about we eat later?”
Shocked, I turned to glare at him, but he kissed me before I could speak.
Quickly, I pushed him away.
His eyes darkened. The next thing I knew, he scooped me up in his arms and headed straight for the couch.
“Are you crazy? You want to do it here?!” I was fuming.
Without saying a word, Shawn opened a nearby box. Inside, neatly stacked, were gleaming gold bars–row after row of solid gold bars.
I froze at the sight. Noticing my stunned expression, Shawn leaned down and kissed the corner of my
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mouth. “So, can I do.”
His gift today was certainly unique. Still stunned, I barely noticed as his lips pressed against mine again. The night air from the open door made me shiver a little. I gently pushed him back. “Let’s go upstairs.”
The look in his eyes was unreadable, clouded.
He let out a raspy grunt and stood up.
I glanced at the box, then quietly closed it, hugged it to my chest, and made my way upstairs.
Shawn was tongue–tied.
Once I got to the bedroom, I set the box on the nightstand, opened it, and admired it for a while.
Shawn finally walked in. Maybe his mood had cooled off–he leaned against the doorway, watching me stare at the gold. “You like it that much?” he asked, “Are you still looking at it?”
I smiled at him. “It’s not that I like it… I just love it.”
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He strode across the room, cupped my face, and kissedine hard—no gentleness left in him.
Fulfilling our marital duties wasn’t something I disliked In fact, it was quite the opposite.
Shawn was in good shape, had decent stamina, and his performance? I’d give it a solid 80 marks.
As a woman, I saw no shame in enjoying what he brought to the table.
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“Focus, he murmured when he noticed my eyes drifting toward the gold on the nightstand. He squeezed my check gently, his movements firm and intense.
After one round, I was over it. My mind wandered. However, Shawn was far from finished.
He could tell I wasn’t into it anymore–and that only spurred him on. Driven by pride or frustration, he pushed harder. Even if I wasn’t feeling it, he still made sure I got there–twice.
Eventually, he kissed me again, deep and fierce.
I’m tired. I want to sleep now,” I said lazily.
“Done already? The night’s still young. He pinned me down again, fiddling behind me.
Some time passed.
Shawn sat on the edge of the bed, his expression unreadable. Whether he was satisfied or not, I couldn’t tell. He stared down at me and asked, “What were you thinking about just now?”
I shook my head. “Nothing much. Just wondering why you gave me gold.”
“You like it, don’t you? I was just giving you what you wanted,” he said, voice edged with sarcasm.
“Yeah, I do like it. But I’ve liked many things before. It doesn’t mean you always remember,” I said. focusing my gaze on him. His face was still flushed from earlier, his hair a bit tousled. The heat lingered in the lines of his handsome features. He looked healthier and energized.
“Shawn looked at me strangely, “You’re my wife.”
That made me laugh. So, he did remember.
“Honestly, as a husband, I’d give you maybe a 60 out of 100,” I said, stretching lazily on the bed. Maybe it. was the post–coital haze or just a sudden burst of honesty, but I felt bold enough to say it.
Shawn raised a brow in surprise. “Only 60? I put in more than 60 minutes of effort just now.”
I rolled over onto my stomach, arms outstretched. The thing is… I don’t think you really love me, do you?”
Shawn was quiet for a long time before replying. “I dont really love anyone. Don’t start getting dramatic.
I didn’t want to talk anymore. Deep down, I already knew the answer. Pushing the topic would only make things worse.
Then Shawn reached out and gently ran his fingers through my thick black hair. “Tiffany, let’s have another baby.”
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“No way!” I bolted upright, not caring that the sheet slipped off me. My voice was steady, my expression cool. “Right now, I just want to focus on my career. A baby isn’t in the plan.”
