My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 279

Chapter 279

Naturally, what came after the Duke's death was the issue of the heir. Seeing that there was an invitation from the royal family, I was certain that I was the heir in question. However, I had no interest in being a duke in France.

"Put it aside for now," I said to Anthony.

Despite having passed away for a few days, that old man hadn't been laid to rest. I was sure the funeral would be delayed for a few days until I arrived in France. Nevertheless, I was sure Sandra was the one behind this invitation. After all, she had done it all for me. Perhaps the scales had fallen from her eyes.

"Understood, Miss."

"You can get back to work. I'll be waiting for Shawn downstairs."

"Be careful," said Anthony respectfully.

Going downstairs in high spirits only to find that Shawn hadn't arrived yet, I took out my phone and went through what was trending on Twitter while waiting for him. The topics were mostly fleeting trends though. None of them sparked my interest.

Looking at Shawn's Twitter profile, I saw that he had posted a tweet recently. It was that tweet he posted on the day of our engagement. The millions of likes were enough evidence of his popularity.

Next, I went to that Master York's Twitter profile to find that there were tweets posted daily.

For example, one of his tweets read, 'Mr. Xenos loves little Renee babe so very much…'

Even though he proclaimed it to be so, he had never brought a shred of evidence for it.

Ultimately, he was just another fan online without any evidence of what he was posting. The fans probably only saw him as just another hardcore shipper.

Not only that, but he would even conjure up his little scenarios, something resembling the following, for instance.

'On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, the little Renee babe asked the handsome and aloof Mr. Xenos, who was beside her, "Shawn, what do you like about me?"'

'"What do you like about me?" Mr. Xenos threw the question back at her.'

'"I like that you're handsome and rich."'

'"Is that all?" Mr. Xenos' body stiffened.'

'As Little Renee babe still hadn't realized the man's tone had grown cold, she nodded and replied, "Yeah, and you're fairly good at it."'

'"It?" Mr. Xenos asked with a frown.'

'"You do make things too intense."'

'Mr. Xenos was satisfied, as he thought that she was complimenting his masculinity. He didn't expect little Renee babe to look at him playfully and continue, "Intense in your jealousy, that is."'

'Mr. Xenos was speechless.'

'That's it for today's story.'

Another example would be today's story.

'Mr. Xenos said to his wife, "Babe, I still owe you a marriage proposal." Perhaps the very act of proposing was a grand affair in his eyes.'

'Smiling, little Renee babe asked, "Is that right? Am I that precious to you?"'

'Mr. Xenos said, "Yes, you are."'

'That's it for today's story.'

Oh my god. It baffled me how he was posting such tweets daily, but I also found it freaking hilarious that there were thousands of likes for them. Not only that but there were even comments urging him for updates on it.

Then, I privately messaged Kevin. 'Kev, you'd better control yourself.'

Coincidentally, he was online and replied with a rose emoji. 'Ray, I've hit a bit of a stumbling block. What do you think I should go with for tomorrow's story session? I can't stop the stories now that there are so many fans waiting for my updates!'

Not only did he not recognize his own mistake, but he had the cheek to look to me for inspiration.

After some thought, I replied, 'Let me think about it.'

All in all, I had to admit that I enjoyed Kevin's stories, albeit ever so slightly. I should finish reading them when I'm free later.

Kevin replied, 'Ray, you're truly a great help. Please think up a few more ideas. I swear not to say a thing to Sunny, so let's keep this a secret between us. I'll definitely treat you to a luxurious meal when I become an internet celebrity with this.'

Shawn arrived as I was in the middle of chatting with Kevin. He then got out of the car and escorted me to it by holding the umbrella the driver had handed him above me.

I loved just how long and perfectly straight his legs were. Wait, no. I would say my favorite thing about him was the palm of his fair hand, especially his thin and long fingers. Looking at them always made me want to put them in my mouth, but I didn't want to appear too improper.

After I got into the car, I leaned against his shoulder, to which he dotingly stroked my head and asked warmly, "Tired?"

"Yeah, I'm so sleepy," I answered.

"You can take a little rest on my lap."

I nodded and obediently laid my head on his lap.

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