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    After Susanna sent the message, she received no response from Sean. She gritted her teeth, feeling frustrated. She genuinely wanted to offer her brother some advice, yet he just ignored her. It really annoyed her.


    Snorting, she decided to send a message to Norah. She felt much better after telling Norah not to speak with Sean. Susanna imagined Sean would have a rough time in theing days and smiled as she locked her phone screen, hugging the stuffed animal tightly. She believed Sean didn’t realize how fortunate he was to have such an excellent girlfriend like Norah. How could he be angry with her?


    Before drifting off to sleep, Susanna remembered another important task. She made a mental note to ask Phillip to keep an eye on Sean and ward off any unwanted attention from other women.


    Meanwhile, lying in bed, Norah had just replied to Susanna’s message, her mind swirling with thoughts. It was nearly midnight. Was Sean still outside? Their argument had gotten out of hand.


    She pursed her lips, regretting something she might have said too harshly.


    “Honey, are you still up?” It was a message from Sean.


    Their previous messages had fallen into a routine—morning greetings, good nights, checking up on her whereabouts, and asking if she had eaten. These exchangescked any real affection. Norah didn’t think there was anything wrong, but she hesitated before replying.


    “No.”


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    “Are you still angry?”


    “No.”


    Her anger had already dissipated after her bath and meal. She wasn’t one to hold a grudge over trivial matters. However, when she argued with Sean before, she stood her ground firmly. That was her limit—she wouldn’t give in when she believed she was right.


    Sean sensed something was amiss. He had learned a lot aboutmunicating with women from his sister. She had once told him that a one-word response from a woman usually meant she was upset. Women were sensitive to these things! As a man, it was his responsibility to make amends.


    He picked up his phone with that thought in mind.


    “Why did you transfer money to me?” Norah texted. She had found $9999 transferred to her ount from Sean, which puzzled her.


    “I wasn’t very nice today,” Sean replied. “I didn’t mean it. This is my way of apologizing. If it’s not enough, I’ll transfer more.”


    He sent another text. “Honey, it’s all my fault. Can you forgive me?”


    One message after another appeared on the phone screen, softening Norah’s heart slightly.


    “It’s all your fault?” Norah texted. How could it be all his fault?


    “Yes, it’s all my fault. I will consider your feelings next time,” Sean replied.


    From his few intimate encounters with Norah, Sean hade to understand that while she was not entirely opposed to kissing and hugging, she would instinctively resist going further. Thest time they had sex, she had been drunk. Such a situation should not happen again.


    “I’ll see what you do.”


    “I’m tired. I’m going to sleep.”


    “Good night.”


    The brevity of Norah’s three messages made it difficult to gauge her emotions. Fortunately, she was still open tomunication. There was a chance for them to reconcile.


    Susanna had exaggerated the situation, leading him to believe that Norah no longer wanted to speak to him. Relieved by the positive turn of events, Sean yed a few more rounds at the club before leaving with Phillip.


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