Fated to Love You Again (Shawn and Norah)

Chapter 19 Shawn's Possessiveness

Chapter 19 Shawn's Possessiveness

Norah almost thought she heard it wrong. Why did he throw her pajamas?

"You threw them?" Norah told herself not to be angry, so she tried her best to suppress her anger and

asked patiently.

"Yes."

His answer was extremely simple.

"Shawn..." This time, Norah was finally angry. She tucked her waist like a mad kitten, looking at him

angrily, "You have to explain it to me. Why did you throw my pajamas?"

"They're all styles from a few years ago, and they're still childish."

"Childish?"

Norah was angry. Her pajamas were obviously very cute. How can they be childish in his mouth.

"You got one Poor Bear, one Mickey Mouse, and one Bunny. Norah, you were a girl when you bought

these pajamas, but now..."

"What now?"

"Now you are married and a woman."

After speaking, Shawn coughed on purpose. Then he lowered his head nonchalantly and continued to

read.

Norah's face instantly turned red like a monkey's butt. She always felt that the word "woman" was

ambiguous.

No way, she went back to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, Norah put on the lace pajamas. She quickly got into the quilt, then quickly

wrapped herself.

She just breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, Shawn put down the book and leaned over, "Do you think I

can't see you if you run fast?"

Norah, "..."

She now seriously suspected that Shawn did it on purpose. He knew she was shy, and he teased her. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

She had just come out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and her face was flushed.

Now, her face turned even redder.

Almost dripping water.

"Just make fun of me." Norah pulled the quilt and covered her entire head.

Shawn reached out and pulled her out of the quilt. Because of being held in the quilt for a while, Norah

was out of breath, with her face being even more rosy.

"Why do you always like to drill into the quilt?"

"The air in there smells good?"

Norah looked at him angrily. What a strange idea he had.

"I didn't! It's all your fault for making fun of me."

"Who said I was teasing you?" Shawn got closer, with the breath he exhaled hitting Norah's face,

feeling warm and moist, "Norah, don't forget, we haven't divorce."

"Of course I remember."

"So for now, we're still husband and wife. What if I ask you to fulfill your conjugal obligations?"

His words were really ambiguous.

Norah suddenly sat up and pushed him away, "You are taking revenge on me, right? I destroyed your

intimacy with Lilian during the day. So now you are deliberately teasing me and wanting to see my

jokes."

Shawn's black eyes gradually subsided. He stretched out his hand, rubbed Norah's hair, and whispered

in her ear with a low voice.

"I don't mean that. I just want to tell you that you must learn to protect yourself in the future."

"Especially for men, be careful."

Norah looked at him, "You are also a man, so you are also included?"

"Well, including me." Shawn nodded earnestly.

No one knew how impulsive he had been when he had seen Norah, and how restrained he had been to

control himself.

After Norah fell asleep, Shawn lifted the quilt and went to the balcony.

The night was dark, and the stars were shining outside the window.

He lit a cigarette and smoked stuffily, with his eyebrows furrowing like a mountain peak.

Two years were neither long nor short.

But he couldn't deceive himself. His mood had indeed changed a lot.

When he first got married, he hoped that the three-year period would come as soon as possible and

get the divorce certificate as soon as possible. But since when did he feel a little unwilling.

She was beautiful, highly educated, gentle and lovely, smart. And She was the type that many men

like. If she really divorced him, many men must be chasing after her.

When he thought that she was about to hold another man's hand and sleep in another man's arms, he

felt very uncomfortable.

Of course, after a cigarette was finished, all these emotions were attributed to the possessiveness of

men by Shawn.

Just because she was still the young lady of the Lawson family and his wife.

When they were completely divorced, he would definitely not feel this way.

Shawn told himself firmly that it must be so.

However, with the passage of time, how did he know that he was so wrong now.

...

Grandpa's birthday was coming soon.

Norah deliberately got up early this day. She originally thought that she must have woken up earlier

than Shawn, but she didn't expect him to have everything ready as soon as she opened her eyes.

Shawn wore a black suit that was flat without any wrinkles, which made him look so handsome and

elegant.

Looking at him, Norah had to sigh, some people are born with clothes hangers, they look good in

anything they wear, with their facial features being also exquisite and impeccable.

She suddenly thought of the baby.

If it was a boy like him, he must be very handsome.

"You wake up so early. Sleep a little longer?"

Seeing her awake, Shawn asked.

"No." Norah shook her head, "Today is grandpa's birthday. I must be the first to go to grandpa to

celebrate his birthday."

"Then you won't be able to catch up. Mom and dad have already gone to see grandpa."

Norah, "..."

However, she immediately said, "I can't keep up with father and mother. After all, they are grandpa's

son and daughter-in-law. They must be the first. I'm talking about grandchildren's generations."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Shawn said, "Sorry, Mrs. Lawson, I don't think you can be

the first in grandchildren's generations."

"Who said that?"

Shawn raised his eyebrows, "I'm all ready. I'll go over now."

Norah was not afraid at all. She pouted and looked at him, "Go, hurry up. When grandpa sees you

alone, he must think you are bullying me again. On such a festive day, you think grandpa wants to see

us in pairs, or alone?"

This got the point.

Shawn was defeated and looked at his watch, "Fifteen minutes."

"OK."

Although he gave very little time, fortunately it was summer and the clothes were very convenient to

wear.

As for makeup, her skin had always been good, soft and fair. So she only needed to put on a little

powder.

Moreover, on this occasion today, she actually did not intend to attend as Shawn's wife.

Seeing that Norah didn't put on the prepared dress, Shawn frowned, "Why not. The guests here today

are all close relatives and close friends. We just won't announce it to the outside world, but it's okay for

them to know."

Norah shook her head, "No. Since I've been hiding for two years, there's no need to let them know my

identity the day before the divorce."

"Today is Grandpa's home court, and I'm just a foil."

"Then how are you going to explain to grandpa?" Shawn looked at her.

"Don't worry. I know how to explain it to Grandpa."

"All right."

With everything being ready, they were ready to go out.

"Wait." Suddenly, Norah looked at Shawn's neck.

She turned around immediately, finding a matching tie and handing it to Shawn, "You forgot your tie."

Shawn didn't reach out to take it. He lowered his head and said to her gently, "You help me take it."

"I don't tie it well. If you don't think it's ugly, I'll take it for you."

"Well, I won't dislike it."

Norah nodded, with slender fingers hanging the tie around Shawn's neck first.

At this moment, Shawn stood up straight. Norah, still clutching the tie, fell forward unexpectedly.

The tip of her nose suddenly hit Shawn's mouth.