My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 277

I was a grown woman who had been married for three years before meeting Shawn, and I knew exactly how to appeal to men. While I didn't want to use the experience that I learned from Nicholas on Shawn, I wanted to make the man in front of me feel pleased from the bottom of his heart.

Hence, even if I didn't do anything with him, I still satisfied him immensely. He didn't force me due to the wound on my abdomen either and held me in his arms afterward to soothe me. Suddenly, he melted into a tender puddle, and no matter what I said in his arms, he responded to me tenderly.

I suddenly grasped something about Shawn. It seemed that as long as his desires were met, he would be like a tamed lion, and regardless of how much I fooled around in his territory, he would indulge and pamper me. At this thought, my heart filled with delight, as if I had discovered some secret of his.

It was noon when we arrived home and adapted to the time zone. Shawn and I traveled a few hours by car before arriving at the Brimstone Mountain villa, where Charles and an unfamiliar nanny were playing with the children in the courtyard. The two toddlers crawled around on the ground with small furry toys in their hands. As they were wearing the same clothes and looked alike, I couldn't tell who was who for a while, but I felt my heart tremble slightly with fear, not daring to approach them.

As I looked at their sweet faces, my eyes turned wet and I was unable to control my tears. However, Shawn saw my face and comforted me pityingly, saying, "Don't be afraid. Go and hold them."

After he reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, Charles hurriedly stood up when he noticed me approaching them and greeted me respectfully. "Miss."

The nanny was clever and tactful, and she hurriedly picked one of the children up and handed him to me, explaining with a smile, "You have to hold the young master like this, or he'd feel uncomfortable."

The one in her arms was Skyler, my son. I held him in my arms with trembling hands, and my heart softened when he was in my arms. I suddenly understood what a mother felt; I wanted to give him everything I had—including my life—and didn't want him to suffer in the slightest.

With tears, I said, "Shawn."

The man behind me answered, "Hmm?"

"I love him."

I loved him. I really, really loved him. Naturally, I loved River as well. I loved my two children as they were the continuation of my existence.

Shawn's arm that was wrapped around my shoulders gave me strength, and I couldn't resist lowering my head to kiss Skyler's cheek before handing him over to Shawn. Soon after, the nanny hurriedly transferred River into my arms. I couldn't bear to put River down and held her for a long time, while Shawn was quite well-versed in carrying a child and was much better than my clumsy movements. Besides, Skyler was particularly obedient in his embrace, while River was more rambunctious. Hence, I had no choice but to exchange the toddler in my arms for his.

As if the children were naturally afraid of Shawn, River, who had been making a fuss in my arms, instantly turned docile and obedient when she was in Shawn's arms. With her large eyes wide open, she subconsciously began asking for something. Though I wasn't sure what she wanted, the nanny soon explained that she was hungry.

Charles explained, "This is the nanny."

At that, I said gratefully, "Thank you for taking care of my two children."

The nanny carried River back to her room to feed her, while I carried Skyler upstairs and followed Shawn back to his room. After I placed the child on the bed, he lay sprawled on top and held my finger, playing with it with a smile.

I kept messing with the baby on the bed while Shawn sat on the edge of the bed and watched us. At length, he asked, "Are you having fun by playing with the baby?"

I nodded and replied, "He's my son."

As Shawn fell silent, I raised my hand and pinched Skyler's cheek. It was particularly smooth, and I pinched it some more, unable to let go of it as if I was addicted. It didn't take long before the nanny brought River over to our room.

I played with the two children all afternoon, and the nanny took them away in the evening to feed them again. Once she was done, I carried them back to the room and played with them for two hours, only letting go after they were asleep. Shawn even asked me deliberately, "Don't you get bored?"

I shook my head with a smile and denied it. "Nope."

I went to the bathroom to wash up after the two children went to sleep, and it was only after I came out that I felt exhausted. I fell asleep not long after lying on the bed, ignoring Shawn, whom I had neglected all day.

When I woke up in the morning, he was still lying beside me. I hurriedly got out of bed and washed up before putting on my slippers and heading downstairs. The two children had already been fed. I went over and held River, saying with a smile, "My little cub, Daddy is a sleepyhead, so let's go upstairs and wake him up together, okay?"

She couldn't understand my words, but I still enjoyed talking to her.

When I returned upstairs with River in my arms, I pushed the door open, only to find that Shawn had already woken up. After seeing the child in my arms, he frowned and asked in a magnetic voice, "Why are they awake at this hour?"