Chapter 223

Initially, I was in rather high spirits, but my mood hit rock bottom when I read the text from Shawn's mother. I worried that he might realize that I was staring, so I didn't look at it for too long. Furthermore, the lighting on the screen was about to dim.
Initially, I was in rather high spirits, but my mood hit rock bottom when I read the text from Shawn's mother. I worried that he might realize that I was staring, so I didn't look at it for too long. Furthermore, the lighting on the screen was about to dim.

The man in my arms was silent the entire time, and after a while, he got up and left me in the study. I tagged along behind him, and he turned around and looked at me with his deep-set eyes.

I halted in my tracks and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Only a cat will follow its owner from behind," he said lightly.

I instinctively corrected him, "Cats are very proud. I think you mean a dog."

When I realized what I had said, I covered my mouth in shock, and he stared at me with a faint smirk.

I peered at him sadly with puppy eyes. "You're picking on me."

He ignored me, spun around, and continued to walk down the hallway while I stared at his back quietly.

When he was about to go downstairs, he suddenly twirled around and called out to me gently, "Isn't the puppy going to follow her owner?"

Oh, my goodness! This was the ultimate pick-up line!

And it directly hit the teenage girl living in my heart!

I broke into a bright smile as I trotted over, hugged him around his waist, and called him sweetly, "Sunny." He also wrapped his muscular arms around my waist in turn as he hummed in reply. Finally, I couldn't help but blurt out, "I like you."

His lips pursed into a smile as he gazed at me with mirthful eyes.

I snuggled into his embrace and rubbed against his chin lightly as I asked, "Do you like me?"

"Mm-hmm," he answered composedly.


"What does that mean?" I asked impatiently. "Does that mean you like me or not?"

When he was faced with my endless questioning, he said helplessly, "Don't start a scene."

As a man of steel, it was difficult for him to bring himself to say that he liked me, but I loved seeing how awkward he was acting. Therefore, I was relentless as I asked flirtatiously, "Do you like me, then?"

Alas, Shawn being Shawn, he answered with silence as he led me down the staircase with an arm around my waist. Meanwhile, I was still a little disappointed that I didn't receive the answer I wanted, but I wasn't too aggressive because I knew his demeanor.

After we reached downstairs, he released me and paced into the kitchen. Then, he took out the seafood from the fridge and started prep work.

I stared at him with a slightly hungered gaze as I stood at the kitchen entrance. My heart was filled with happiness as I watched him puttering about the kitchen. If only my kids were still around, that would be perfect, but sadly…

Although I was genuinely happy, I missed them all the same.

I truly missed them a lot. I would often dream about them at night and recall the challenging period when I was pregnant.

For almost half the year, I stayed in the hospital. During the day, I had Tamara with me, and sometimes I would talk about relationships with Francesca. For the rest of the time, I was mostly alone with my thoughts as company.

At that time, Shawn wasn't by my side, and without his company, I did harbor some resentment in my heart, but it was my own choice.

Back then, I wanted to keep my babies no matter what, but I ended up with nothing despite doing everything I could.

When he noticed that I was spacing out at the doorway, he set aside the seafood in his hands and asked with concern in his tone, "What's on your mind?"

I'd brought up the kids a few times in front of him before, but he didn't seem to care. He didn't want to discuss any topic regarding children either.

Therefore, I shook my head as I replied, "Nothing."

Suddenly, he instructed, "Give Kevin a call and tell him that something happened in Europe that he needs to handle."

He's asking me to call Kevin out of the blue… but I haven't mended my relationship with him yet, I thought.

I said meekly, "I can't. I don't dare to call him because I'm afraid he's still mad at me, but I'd be angry if I were him. So…"

Although I could empathize with Kevin, I couldn't help but feel upset.

"Be good and do it," Shawn insisted.

I was in great distress when I retrieved my cell phone upstairs. Alas, the instant I laid my eyes on Kevin's number, I could feel my bravery wavering.

I was afraid of Kevin because he held a deep grudge toward me amongst the Xenoses and constantly mocked me at every turn.

I mustered every single bit of courage as I dialed the number, but when it kept displaying 'Number Busy' on the other end. Finally, it occurred to me that he had previously blocked my number.

I went downstairs and told Shawn about my discovery, who, to my immense disgruntlement, didn't let up on me calling Kevin. Instead, he whisked out his phone from his pocket and passed it to me, saying, "The password is your birthday."

The password for unlocking his phone was actually my birthday!

I smiled in surprise as I asked, "When did you change it?"

"Go and get things done," he instructed, side-eyeing me as he went about cooking in the kitchen.
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