As Shawn walked out of the kitchen, he answered the call, “What’s the matter?”On the other end, Denise did not respond. Instead, he heard the sound of a scuffle—angry shouts from a man and a woman's screams, all mixed with the rumble of thunder outside. It was terrifying and desperate.Denise’s broken sobs came through the phone. “Please, stop hitting me… I’m dying… Shawn, please help me… please…” Her voice suddenly erupted into a scream.The man's rage exploded, his voice rising to a savage roar. "You whore! You loved him so much you ran off and married me for him! But now you're dying, and where is he? Still with his wife! He never gave a damn about you. How dare you betray me for him? I'll beat you to death!"Shawn had already reached the doorway of the second bedroom. He was just a step away. One step and he would see Laura lying on the floor.But he… hesitated.He thought to himself, with Hannah there, Laura would be alright. But if he didn't go, Denise could die tonight. He
Sebastian stood up and filled a disposable cup with water. Holding it, he found himself, a man who had always had everything at his command, feeling strangely helpless for the first time.If he tried to pour the water directly into Hannah’s mouth, he feared she’d choke before she could even quench her thirst.With a dark look in his eyes, Sebastian walked over and tried to pull Hannah up from the bed. But her body was soft and limp, like a boneless octopus, swaying and nearly hitting her head on the nightstand.Sebastian grew increasingly annoyed. He should have had Joe handle this.Taking a deep breath, he sat on the edge of the bed and positioned Hannah against himself. The unconscious woman, unaware of any danger, instinctively nestled into his chest, making herself comfortable, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Resting against his chest was much cozier than just leaning against his side.A look of disdain flickered in Sebastian's eyes.He pried Hannah's mouth open
Shawn thought his ears must be playing tricks on him. He told himself he must have misheard. For a moment, he stood there, stunned, then he suddenly smiled. "Hannah, let’s go home first. We can talk about this later."He reached out toward Hannah. She stepped to the side, and his hand grasped at the air.Shawn stood rooted to the spot, his head hanging low, his expression a mix of confusion and shock. "Hannah, are you really going to dismiss our six years together over something so trivial?"Hannah's face was filled with mockery, a flicker of resentment emerging. "You think this is a trivial matter?"Realizing he had misspoken, Shawn quickly shook his head. "That's not what I meant."Hannah wiped a tear from the corner of her eye with a bitter smile. "I don’t want any of your property or real estate. I just want half of the savings in our joint account."Shawn's eyes flickered.Hannah caught the shift in his expression. "What’s wrong with the savings?"Shawn sighed softly, his to
Hannah couldn’t care less about the grand promises Shawn was painting for her. However, she understood clearly: if they divorced now, not only would she get nothing, but she would also be saddled with a massive debt.Her eyes narrowed, lips pressed tightly together. Her jaw clenched, and her cheeks flushed red as the anger coursed through her.In a pleading tone, Shawn said, “Just give me six months, and our assets could grow fivefold. Meanwhile, I’ll use those months to make up for my mistakes. Please, Hannah, say you’ll agree.”Hannah took a deep breath, the tightness in her chest causing a sharp pain. After a moment of silence, she glanced at Shawn’s profile. “Isn’t the company’s annual revenue enough for you to squander? Why did you use the money in the joint account without consulting me first?”Shawn sighed, exasperated. “I was afraid you’d disagree. Hannah, the reason my family keep giving you the cold shoulder is because I’m the one doing the worst among all the younger generat
Shawn's mouth twitched slightly. He realized he had overreacted, almost like he’d confessed to something without being asked. He silently scolded himself for losing his composure.Raising a hand, he rubbed his temples and spoke gently, “I just didn’t want you to misunderstand, that’s all. If you want to sleep in the guest room, then you can do as you please. Once you’ve recovered, we can sleep together. Hannah, we have plenty of time ahead of us.”They had a whole lifetime, at least fifty more years. He wasn’t in a hurry at all.He watched as Hannah hugged her pillow and left.Fifteen minutes later, Shawn received a call from Denise. “Shawn, it’s all my fault. Is she still upset?”Having just dealt with Hannah, Shawn felt a bit annoyed with Denise. But hearing her voice, full of self-blame and on the verge of tears, he couldn’t help feeling a pang of guilt.He sighed, his tone gentle. “It’s not your fault. How’s your injury?”Denise sniffled. “Much better. I even cooked dinner tonigh
It was rare for Gina to be so positive, and Hannah appreciated her spirit. She thought that Gina knew how to self-motivate.During the lunch break, Hannah followed the Finance Department Manager, Peter Lowe, as he left the office. He headed straight to the hospital, and Hannah discreetly trailed behind him, watching as he walked into the obstetrics and gynecology department.Hannah's expression shifted slightly. Peter was around forty and had twin daughters with his wife. She hadn't heard any news of Peter’s wife being pregnant with a second child, so…A suspicion crept into Hannah’s mind.She quietly moved closer to the patient rooms. The rooms were well soundproofed, so she couldn’t hear anything. Hannah decided to go over to the nurse’s station instead. “Hi, my boss asked me to drop by and congratulate a business partner’s wife who just had a baby. I only know her husband’s name is Peter Lowe. Could you help me find which room she’s in?”Since she accurately provided the name of
"Oh, you're something else! Hannah, you actually hired a private investigator to follow me? How dare you?!"Caught off guard, Hannah felt an unexpected sense of relief. The folder had burst open, scattering a few photos at her feet. She glanced down at them.They were pictures of Shawn and Denise entering and leaving an apartment. There wasn’t anything particularly scandalous in the images, though. It was hard to tell whether they had been careful to avoid detection or if Felix hadn't done his job thoroughly."Hannah! Answer me! Give me an explanation!" Shawn was furious. His grip on Hannah's shoulders tightened painfully, and her expression shifted with discomfort. Her eyes reddened with the pressure, and she pushed him away forcefully, shouting, "Yes, Shawn, I did it! I hired a detective to investigate you two. So what? Did I do something wrong? You are my husband, and you’re going in and out with another woman. Am I not allowed to be jealous?"Shawn paused, momentarily stunned.
Back then, Shawn had confidently said, "Hannah, whether we get the investment or not, we must stay honest and run our business with integrity. We’ll never take shortcuts or engage in anything illegal."Hannah covered her face with her hands. What words could she truly believe anymore? After all, people could change beyond recognition—what was a promise compared to that?Shawn went to the store that sold Hannah's favorite sweet taro dessert, which was quite far from No.1 Mansion. He hurried back in the night.But by the time he returned, Hannah was already fast asleep.Shawn stood by her bedside with a look of affection and sighed softly. "You little sleepyhead."Noticing the room felt a bit chilly from the air circulation, he carefully tucked the blanket around her. He then gently kissed her forehead. "Sweet dreams, Hannah."Just as he closed the door behind him, Hannah's eyes opened. She furiously rubbed her forehead, almost rubbing her delicate skin raw.—Hannah finally got a hold