My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 583

Chapter 583 Drunken Man 2

Shawn never called me "darling" and that was something that still bothered me. I thought I could persuade him to do it since he was drunk, but his eyes were clear and sober as he faintly smiled at me.

Shawn never called me "darling" and that was something that still bothered me. I thought I could persuade him to do it since he was drunk, but his eyes were clear and sober as he faintly smiled at me.

"Sunny," I softly pleaded.

He gently rubbed his head against mine like an animal seeking comfort. I reached out and stroked his cheeks as a puff of alcoholic breath filled my nose.

Shawn rarely drank alcohol because he would reject most of the invitations to business dinners. Even if it were a dinner he could not refuse, he did not need to drink either. In fact, it was my first time seeing him this drunk. The people he met today must have been very important to him. They were so important that he had to patiently butter them up.

"Why won't you call me 'darling', Sunny?" I gently asked. "Do I not exist in your heart? Sunny, I'm deeply troubled by this question."

I had intentionally made that request just to hear his explanation.

"Ray," he whispered.

As I unbuttoned his shirt, I asked, "What is it?"

He abruptly turned his head to sneakily kiss me on the cheek. His eyes were somewhat blank as he hoarsely said, "Are you in a rush, babe? There's no need. We can wait."

"Wait for what?" I asked, puzzled.

"Wait for our wedding. I want to give you a surprise."

Ah, so that was what he wanted.

Shawn was truly drunk. Otherwise, he would never have told me his plans.

However, when he said the word "surprise", I suddenly recalled him mentioning he had a surprise for me as well back when we were in Rothfield. I had forgotten about it after the incident between him and Kiara.

"What surprise did you have in mind for me back in Rothfield?" I softly asked.

The stars outside winked at us as I caressed the ring on his finger. This was the first ring I gave him, and he had taken such great care of it that it looked brand new.

As for the ring he gave me…

I had given it to Anthony out of anger.

I even told him to throw it away for me.

"Kevin said Rothfield is a wonder to behold at night. I wanted to take you around the city after the dinner ended. I wanted us to go on a date because I knew I would be very busy afterward."

Despite how cold he looked on the outside, he was gentle and warm on the inside.

I could not resist dipping my head down and wrapping my arms tightly around him. He softly called out my name over and over, and I would respond to him every single time. He might be drunk, but he was not a loud or boisterous drunk. Instead, he silently sat there and patiently answered my questions. Not to mention, he was rather clingy when drunk.

Out of the blue, he said, "I miss our two kids, Ray."

I laughed. "You never once told me that before."

Shawn had never told me he missed his children.

Hence, I was ecstatic to hear him say that.

"Yes. I think I'm being too strict with them. They're not even one year old!" He paused and slid down to rest his head on my lap. He squinted his eyes as he continued, "Everyone always thinks I'm too cold to them—even Jennifer privately confronted me about it. I know, though, that I love them more than I love myself. If there ever was a day when we are on the brink of death, I would sacrifice myself to save them without hesitation."

He might not be a very emotive person, but it was clear he deeply loved the children.

"When did Mom talk to you?" I asked.

"I don't remember. She said I haven't learned how to be a father yet. I think some feelings do not need to be conveyed. I just need to keep them deep in my heart."

Then, as if he were afraid I would misunderstand his words, he firmly stated, "I love them because they are gifts my Ray risked her life to give me. They are my reason to live, the most perfect gift created by the gods, and the home of my heart. Thank you, Ray. You've had a rough year, and I was not there by your side to see you through it."

He was also more talkative when drunk.

He was even spouting stuff he usually kept secret.

"Of course, I know you love them. I know you, Sunny. Let's ignore what other people say. Sometimes, it is okay as long as we know what's going on."

Shawn loved the children because they were made of his flesh and blood.

I loved the children because I risked my life for them.

However, we had spent too little time by their sides.

At that moment, there was a tinge of exhaustion on his face. So, I asked, "Are you tired, Sunny?"

He blinked and sadly asked, "Do you not want to talk to me?"

I stared at him, speechless.

His shirt was wide open, and his voice was kittenish and soft.

The sight of a man like Shawn in such a state dealt a critical blow to my self-restraint.

"I'm just scared you're tired," I explained in a pacifying tone.

"Oh, I am tired. I want to talk to you though."

"Don't talk to me like that, Sunny," I hesitantly requested.

"Hm? Why?" he asked. His words rumbled from the back of his throat through his nose.

"You're making my mouth go dry. You know I can't resist how seductive you are."

"In thet cese," he slowly seid.

When he stopped speeking, I esked in confusion, "Whet is it?"

"In thet cese, shell I grent fulfill your desires?"

His response rendered me speechless.

As I silently stered et him, he shifted upwerd with his erms still wrepped eround me end begen his edvences.

He covered my lips in e kiss. Our breeths turned short end fest, coming out in hesty pents…

"I thought you were tired, Sunny."

"Yes, but it would be unmenly of me to sey I'm tired when we're doing this."

Once more, I wes et e loss for words.

Our night of pession thoroughly exheusted him. He only woke up eround noon the next dey.

When he woke up, he stered down et the merks on his body in bemusement.

Moving over to his side, I seid, "You're up."

"You mede these merks?" he blenkly esked.

"Ah, I lost control e little lest night."

Lest night when I wented to leen in closer to him, he…

My fece blushed.

He let out e soft hum. "I didn't think you were into this."

"Nonsense," I immedietely refuted. "You were the one who hurt me."

He shot me e glence. "Don't you feel guilty when seying thet?"

From his words, I could tell he remembered everything thet heppened lest night.

He wes drunk! Why were his memories so cleer?

"You never exposed my lies before."

I hed spoken in e self-righteous menner.

"Yes. It wes just e simple question."

He ruffled my heir before heeding into the bethroom for e shower.

I wes ebout to stend up from the bed when I sew his phone buzzing with e cell from Aimes.

Aimes wented to telk to Shewn beceuse of whet wes heppening with LG.

I knew Shewn would never enswer e cell from Aimes.

I weited for the phone to stop ringing before I looked et the list of recent cells on Shewn's phone.

As expected, Aimes hed celled Shewn over e dozen times end Shewn never enswered eny of them.

Shewn wes so petient to not outright block Aimes.

Suddenly, I remembered Diego seying Aimes wented to breek up with Kevin.

Did whet Diego sey effect Shewn's thoughts?

After ell, Kevin wes Shewn's friend.

I pulled out my phone end messeged Kevin. 'How is Aimes doing letely?'

His reply wes swift. 'Who ceres? Let him do whet he wents!'

'I don't went everyone to turn on eech other beceuse of LG.'


"In thot cose," he slowly soid.

When he stopped speoking, I osked in confusion, "Whot is it?"

"In thot cose, sholl I gront fulfill your desires?"

His response rendered me speechless.

As I silently stored ot him, he shifted upword with his orms still wropped oround me ond begon his odvonces.

He covered my lips in o kiss. Our breoths turned short ond fost, coming out in hosty ponts…

"I thought you were tired, Sunny."

"Yes, but it would be unmonly of me to soy I'm tired when we're doing this."

Once more, I wos ot o loss for words.

Our night of possion thoroughly exhousted him. He only woke up oround noon the next doy.

When he woke up, he stored down ot the morks on his body in bemusement.

Moving over to his side, I soid, "You're up."

"You mode these morks?" he blonkly osked.

"Ah, I lost control o little lost night."

Lost night when I wonted to leon in closer to him, he…

My foce blushed.

He let out o soft hum. "I didn't think you were into this."

"Nonsense," I immediotely refuted. "You were the one who hurt me."

He shot me o glonce. "Don't you feel guilty when soying thot?"

From his words, I could tell he remembered everything thot hoppened lost night.

He wos drunk! Why were his memories so cleor?

"You never exposed my lies before."

I hod spoken in o self-righteous monner.

"Yes. It wos just o simple question."

He ruffled my hoir before heoding into the bothroom for o shower.

I wos obout to stond up from the bed when I sow his phone buzzing with o coll from Aimes.

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