My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 503

"Stop seducing me, you little sprite." Shawn was injured, and he couldn't engage in any intense activities. I knew that he was the sort of person who would forget about his injury if he got aroused, so I decided to hold myself back for the time being. Instead, I went into the ocean and swam around for a few yards before it got too deep. When I stood up, I saw a wave crashing in the distance before another one started building up from behind it.

"Do you know how to surf?" I asked Shawn excitedly. "Yeah," he replied. "Do you know how to fly a plane?" I asked again. "Yeah. I hired a teacher for that," he replied. "You can fight, use a gun, surf, cook, fly a plane, paint, and you've even studied psychology… On top of all that, you're also really handsome. Wait a minute… It seems like you're really capable of doing everything," I uttered.

"Should my looks be included in the list?" he asked.

"That's not my point. My point is that you're a really impressive person," I said. Shawn smiled and gazed at me fondly, but he didn't continue the conversation. I got up to the wooden ledge before I continued talking. "I want you to teach me how to swim, surf, and use a gun once you're all healed!" I cried excitedly.

"Why don't I teach you painting instead?" he asked. I rejected him without hesitation. "I don't want to learn that," I said. He shrugged. After that conversation, I turned and jumped back into the ocean, where I soaked in for a while before getting up and wrapping a towel around myself. After that, I went over to lie by his side. He ran his long fingers through my messy and wet hair. "Sunny," I muttered with my eyes closed.

"Hmm?" His deep voice filled my ears. "I'm really, really happy." I was happy to have him by my side.

"Okay. Do you want to explore the island?" he asked. I opened my eyes then. "What's there to do on the island?" I asked.

Shawn was silent for a while after he met my gaze. He didn't answer me, but he lowered his head to give me a kiss on the forehead instead. "Your eyes are so pretty," he said out of nowhere. I beamed. "You're such a sweet-talker," I said.

He smiled shyly. "You're not too bad yourself, Mrs. Xenos." I got up and threw his white t-shirt over me before we walked closer to the shore. There were a lot of coconut trees lining the beach. "Can we eat those coconuts?" I asked.

"They taste the best around the middle of the year, but we can try some now. However, the trees are too high, and I don't think I can climb up to pluck one for you now," he replied. This was the first time I heard Shawn admitting that there was something he couldn't do. "Let me ask around," I said as I squeezed his arm. We went deeper into the island. The whole place seemed deserted, and wildlife grew all around us. I asked Shawn if there were other tourists in this area, and he told me that this was his private space. His private island… "You sure are rich rich, Sunny," I replied.

He explained himself in a calm tone. "I never thought about buying an island out at sea, but Waylen told me that an island would be the perfect place for a honeymoon. That's why I ordered him to buy me an island. We intended to clean the place up a little first, but you were in such a rush…"

"I wasn't!" I defended myself immediately. He nodded half-heartedly before he went on. "We've only set up the hut and the walkway, but it should be enough for now. I'll get Waylen to hire a few designers in the future, but there's no rush for that now," he said.

"The island is pretty fun to explore when it's in its original state. We might find something fun around! What's that red fruit, Sunny?" There were a few bushes in front of us that had some red fruit on them. Shawn plucked one out for me. "Try it," he said. "Is it edible?" I was shocked for a while.

"It's really sweet," he replied. I took a bite of it to find that he was right. "What fruit is this?" I asked. "It doesn't have a name. I'm not too sure," he replied. "How did you know that it was edible, then?" I asked.

"I tried it when I was a kid," he replied.

"Oh. It's pretty good," I commented. He bent down and plucked another piece of fruit for me. I had only taken one bite out of it when he pressed his hand behind my head and pushed me closer for a kiss. I felt my breath getting shallow as he took the piece of fruit out of my mouth and ate it himself. "When I was young, I once came on a mission on the island, and I was badly injured then. I didn't have much to eat, and I finally succumbed to trying this fruit when I ran out of options. I hadn't expected it to taste so sweet. I relied on this fruit to keep me alive for another two days before Kevin sent help," he said.

"Did that happen on this island?" I asked with some sympathy in my voice.

"Yeah." That was the reason Shawn had purchased this specific island. He wanted me to understand more of what he had experienced in the past. "What mission was that?" I asked curiously.

"You might be emotionally affected if I tell you about it," he said. He said he came here when he was young, so… It was probably one of the missions he got during his time in WT. Most of WT's missions involve assassinating their targets, I thought. I no longer asked any questions after that.

Instead, I slipped my arm around his as we went deeper into the wilderness. The scenery only got better the further we walked. We found a huge piece of grassland and a rather rundown villa. It seemed like it was once occupied, and my instincts told me that Shawn had previously come here to assassinate the owner of this place.

"It used to be occupied, but it has been deserted for years. I'll get someone to rebuild the place," he explained.

"There's a swing there." My eyes were sharp. "Let's go. I'll swing you for a bit," he offered. I was glad that he knew me well enough to say such things. There was no dust on the swing, probably because of the sea breeze that blew it all away. "Push me, Shawn!" I called out once I sat on the swing.

"Hold tight!" he replied. I was used to calling him by his first name nowadays. He pushed me from behind, and I cried out to him as I was in the air. "The wind is really strong. Do you want to try it?" he asked.

"Who's going to push you, then?" he asked in his deep and attractive voice.

I quickly gave up on my offer. "Okay, keep pushing me." I enjoyed the sea breeze as Shawn gave me a push whenever the swing lost its momentum. "It's a shame that you don't get to feel the wind, Shawn." He pushed me so high up that I could see the ocean in the distance.