My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 166

Standing in front of me was the person I had only met once—Diego. Presently, he had a long, yellow down jacket on as he looked at me with a grin. "Tsk! I can’t believe I found you before Shawn did!"

As soon as I heard him mention Shawn’s name, I instantly got up and asked him, "Where is he?"

Diego lifted a finger and pointed in a direction. My eyes followed the direction he was pointing at and saw Shawn, in his strapping tall figure, walking in my direction.

He was dressed in a black trench coat, and the hem of the jacket went to his knees. He also had a dark-colored scarf wrapped around his neck, complementing the black sweater inside his coat.

It was my first time seeing Shawn dressed so casually.

Diego noticed that I was staring closely at Shawn, so he teased, "Your eyes are glued to him. Look at you! Your man has only left for a day and yet you have come running after him. What will happen if you guys end up separating?"

I shot him a sideways look. "We won’t ever separate."

"You’re quite confident, huh?"

I didn’t bother with Diego’s teasing remarks; I just kept my eyes fixated on that man in my line of sight. As soon as he approached me, I revealed an aggrieved look and spoke pitifully, "Sunny, my phone died."

Shawn lifted his hand to stroke my cold cheeks in front of Diego, and he asked in a soft voice, "Why does your face feel so cold?"

He lifted his hand and took off his scarf to wrap it around my neck. Subsequently, he took the sling bag out of my hands and placed it over himself before taking my luggage into his hand as he got ready to leave.

Diego saw that he did all this quite naturally, so Diego exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my gosh! Is this person here actually Shawn Xenos, the usually dominating, aloof, and heartless guy?"

Although Shawn did look quite strange with a pink sling bag slung over him, Shawn gave Diego the side-eye and said coldly, expressionless, "Shut up!"

At that moment, Shawn was quite unperturbed about the situation; he dragged my luggage and walked off first. Meanwhile, I glared at Diego before quickly running after Shawn and trailing after him.

Diego caught up with us shortly after that, and he reached out to pull me by the wrist. I stopped in my tracks and looked at him curiously, "What do you want?"

"Tell me exactly how you managed to win Shawn over."

Diego’s eyes were full of confusion, but I had no intention of responding to his question. At that moment, he baited me, though. "We can exchange information. You can tell me the details of the two of you and I’ll tell you about his past. I reckon you must not be aware of his past because he’s not one keen on telling stories to anyone. What more to say, divulge his past."

Diego’s bait was quite a tempting one, so I whispered in his ears, "I was the one who pursued him. Do you believe that?"

As soon as Diego heard that, he replied, "This I do believe, because knowing Shawn, he would never have taken the initiative to go after you. He would just stay by your side and protect you silently."

Stay by my side and protect me silently…

Shawn had indeed remained steadfastly behind me all the time. Each time I encountered trouble, he would always be the first one to turn up to rescue me.

I considered Diego’s words before saying, "He was in danger and being pursued by some enemies the first day I met him, and we might have also kissed that day. I woke up again to find that he had overbearingly claimed to be my brother and said that he would protect me from then on."

As soon as Diego heard that, he exclaimed in surprise, "A kiss on the first time that you met? This is love at first sight! I can’t believe that Shawn’s a man full of surprises despite his quiet personality! He instantly zoomed in on his target and claimed you for himself so efficiently."

Diego asked curiously, "What happened next?"

Meanwhile, I rolled my eyes at him and asked, "Why am I the only one sharing information?"

He thought about it and realized that my words made sense, so he quickly spoke up in exchange, "I first met Shawn when he was nine years old. My dad rescued him from the streets of Finland…"

Diego had not finished his sentence, but there was an extremely cold voice that rang out from the front, "What are you two whispering about?"

Diego and I instantly walked faster toward Shawn as he coldly stared at Diego holding my hand.

The vibe was quite tense at the moment, and Diego sensed that something was amiss too, so he quickly released his hold on my wrist. Subsequently, he tried to make things more relaxed, thus he blurted out some nonsense, "The little lady’s hungry. She wants some pizza."

Meanwhile, I was speechless at that point.

Shawn shot a cold look at us before striding off toward the front. Just then, Diego spoke up next to me, "He’s jealous."

I brushed Diego off, "That’s impossible."