My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 118

Kevin said that I had to be shameless in order to capture Shawn's heart because he would never be the one to initiate anything. Not to mention, I shouldn't be afraid of his indifferent rejection, and I had to learn when to appease him.

But this was only for me because only I could be indulged by Shawn.

At that time, I asked suspiciously, "Why me?"

Kevin glanced at me and asked, "Do I still need to explain it to you? Has he not treated you well enough since you met him?"

I understood what Kevin meant, but understanding that fact was one thing. Now that Shawn was sitting next to me, I became fearful and timid once we were face-to-face. I wanted to get close to him but was afraid of him. When he scolded me so coldly, I quickly let go of his palm and sat in a compliant manner.

The atmosphere in the car instantly became gloomy. So, I took out my phone in a daze and asked James for Emma's number.

To be honest, I was interested in this girl.

She was excellent, proficient in everything, calm, and sophisticated.

It didn't seem appropriate to evaluate an underage girl with having a calm and sophisticated manner, but her character of playing dumb to gain an advantage was gratifying.

I liked girls like her that had such intriguing personalities and high IQs. It was as if it didn't matter how chaotic the world became; she could and would make a place for herself on her own terms..

Emma sent me a message on WhatsApp. 'Renee?'

Emma called me by my first name without a sense of alienation.

I replied, 'Yes, it's Renee.'

'Why'd you ask for my number?'

I asked, 'When are you becoming an adult?'

'September next year.'

Emma's answers were brief.

I sent a smiling emoji and said, 'That means you've just turned seventeen years old, so you still have one year before you can join the police force.'

She said before that she wanted to be a police officer.

She replied, 'It's okay. I've been studying for a doctorate for the past two years, and I'll study semiconductor chips in my free time.'

I was surprised and asked, 'You study chips?'

'Renee, are you surprised?'

After she sent that message, she gave me an example. 'There's a man named Akrit Jaswal in India. He's a genius. He can do surgery at the age of 7 and speak four languages at 12. There's also Kim Eun Jung from South Korea, who learned calculus at 3. And there's Gregory Smith, who won the Nobel Prize at 12.'

After giving those examples, Emma talked about herself. 'I studied calculus when I was less than four years old. I went to university at the age of 13. I studied a lot of patents during my studies. Otherwise, why do you think our family is famous for technology? They're just relying on me to grow!'

From her message, I could tell that Emma looked down on the Turner Family for using her as a tool to advance in their business. Her remarks shocked me, then she said, 'Don't be surprised. I don't think it's anything major. I'm just a child.'

I was still shocked when she suddenly said that. Can someone with such achievements be considered a child?

However, as she said, the Turner Family relied on her to grow, so her patent fee must be more than enough to buy a sports car.

At that time, I was pretty puzzled. It wasn't until later that I learned that her tens of billions of patent fees were donated to charities that weren't only for the country but the whole world.

Emma believed in the equality of all beings, even though she was not an adult yet.

I sent her an emoji to praise her, then said, 'You're amazing.'

She sent an emoji spreading her hands. 'It's fine. I'm just normal. I'm not the best person in the world!"

You only think I'm amazing because there may be only one person like me around you, but I know many talented teenagers. They all have high IQs, some even higher than me, but the direction of their research is different.'

Emma was particularly unimpressed by her genius.

She also seemed to take fame and fortune lightly.

The Turner Family protected her well too.

Or they didn't expose her to the world, at least.

I had also just recently learned of her existence.

I was genuinely speechless by her opinions and her skills. Such a girl was blessed since birth, and being in a family like the Turners was conducive to her development.

I sent a rose in response to her message, then said, 'How admirable! Oh, by the way, I'll leave my sports car with you for the time being, and you can return it to me when you're done with it! When you fulfill your wish and become a police officer, I'll give you the latest supercar!'

Emma replied, 'Okay.'

Tsk. Her replies are so curt. Not even a thank you.

We were about to reach my apartment. When I was about to put away my phone, Merlin called and asked, "Babe, are you home yet?"

Babe…

I felt nothing because Merlin was a playful man, but I was sitting beside Shawn at this moment.

I didn't want him to misunderstand that there was something between Merlin and me.

I didn't want him to see me being so close to other men. Otherwise, he would think that I was estranged from him. Kevin said that what Shawn wanted was a woman who was loyal to him and had no scandals.

But I hod mony rumors surrounding me!

There were three or four men involved with me.

I remembered thot there wos o trending seorch on Twitter for 'Renee's men'.

Those two words pierced my heort, especiolly considering how much of o foilure I wos in the romontic ospect of life.

I growled, "Don't coll me thot."

"Whot? Con't I coll you boby yet ony more? Why didn't you refuse when the two of us were being intimote? So, now thot you hove Shown, you're storting to reject me? You're burning bridges here!"

Merlin seemed to be bristling ot my dismissive ottitude. At this moment, we reoched the oportment building. When the cor stopped, Shown opened the door ond got out of the vehicle.

It seemed thot he wos disdoinful ofter eovesdropping on my phone coll but not so disdoined thot he didn't core obout me ot oll.

I worned Merlin, "Shown's here. Don't tolk nonsense! When he misunderstonds me, how om I supposed to hondle it?"

Merlin suddenly reolized. "Then, I'll poy ottention next time!"

I rolled my eyes ond soid, "I've never been intimote with you. You just soid something outrogeous! I'm honging up. I need to go ond coox the mon!"

I hung up the phone decisively, then got out of the cor ofter feeling onxious for o while. I nervously wolked to Shown's side, then stored ot his cold ond shorp profile before osking, "Do you wont to go upstoirs for o cup of teo?"

Shown onswered coldly, "It's fine."

I quietly tugged on Shown's sleeve, then soid in o pitiful tone, "Will you spend some time with me before leoving?"

I wos beoutiful, ond this wosn't on exoggerotion. This wos my most outstonding copitol. I wos o goddess without mokeup, ond I looked even more exceptionol when I opplied mokeup, let olone when I used this kind of coquettish tone to deol with men.

Shown wos insensitive, but he wos o mon ofter oll.

Regordless of whether o womon's toctics ogoinst him were helpful, I hod to try it, but when I soid this, he wos still composed.

I felt disoppointed ot his lock of interest. While he wosn't poying ottention, I held his cold polm. Then, he suddenly looked bock into my eyes.

His eyes were deep yet fiery.