Chapter 27 Best Attitude


    Chapter 27 Best Attitude


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    Shawn was momentarily stunned, then let out a low chuckle. “Why are you still as yful as a child?”


    With alcohol fueling our passion, we spent over an hour in the bedroom. Afterward, Shawn didn’t head to the bathroom like he usually did. Instead, he wrapped his arms around me from behind and said, “If you need help with work, just let me know. Or I can find a couple of professional managers to handle things. for you.”


    “That won’t be necessary.” This was my business-I had to take charge of it myself.


    Shawn looked a little surprised. He gently turned me to face him. Under the dim glow of the bedsidemp, my eyes still carried traces of lingering desire, and my cheeks were flushed. He studied me for a long moment before pinching my waist. “I didn’t expect you to be so capable all of a sudden.”


    1ughed coldly to myself. I could be even more capable-because I was nning for divorce and my share of the assets.


    “Hubby, have you been taking any supplementstely?” My voice was soft and sweet, with a teasing lilt.


    “Supplements?” Shawn’s expression stiffened as he narrowed his eyes at me. “I’m not that old. Why would I


    need them?”


    I smiled, pressing myself into his embrace and rubbing against him like a spoiled kitten. “Then how are you still so energetic … ”


    He had initially looked like he was about to get annoyed, but after hearing my praise, his mood instantly brightened.


    He lowered his head and kissed my cheek, his voice husky. “Isn’t it a blessing to have such a strong husband?”


    “Is this blessing mine alone?” I didn’t know why, but I couldn’t stop myself from throwing in a few barbed


    words.


    Shawn paused mid-kiss, and the next second, it was as if he had lost all interest. He got out of bed, draped a towel around his waist, and said, “Stop overthinking. Get some rest.”


    I watched as Shawn walked out of the master bedroom. Lying naked under the covers, I felt the cool night air drifting in through the window.


    When all the passion and heat faded, Shawn was still Shawn,


    But I was no longer the woman who begged for his love-desperate and stubborn.


    That night, I slept soundly, perhaps because my body was exhausted or maybe because my heart had finally found rity.


    The next morning, I didn’t bother getting up to make breakfast for Shawn. He walked over to my bed, holding two slices of bread. “Is the soy milk machine broken? I put in the soybeans, but nothing came out.”


    I nced at him sleepily and drawled, “Did you put in dry soybeans?”


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    Chapter 27 Best Attitude


    “What else was I supposed to do?” Shawn raised an eyebrow.


    “You have to soak them in water the night before.”


    “Oh!” With that, he turned and went downstairs.


    I knew he hade up hoping I’d get out of bed and make him breakfast.


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    But I had no intention of doing so. I stayed in bed, listeningzily. Before long, I heard the sound of a car engine outside-Shawn had left.


    Only then did I slowly get up and take my time dressing, and getting ready.


    Looking at my wardrobe, I realized I was bored with my clothes again. Time for another shopping trip. Instead of tossing my old outfits around, I decided to send them to a second-hand store. Most of them had only been worn once or twice, anyway.


    Today, I went for a new look-an airy, floral dress with thin straps, revealing just a hint of my décolletage. A delicate, teardrop-shaped pendant rested between my curves, and my ears were adorned with a pair of soft pink pearl earrings,plementing my fairplexion.


    Having died from illness in my past life, I understood all too well that every yesterday was gone forever.


    So today, I had to live fully, with the best attitude possible.


    When I arrived at the office, I once again became the center of attention. The women in thepany loved showering me withpliments and asking for fashion advice, but I knew they whispered behind my back—iming I relied on dressing up to secure my position as Shawn’s wife since I couldn’tpete with Queena in business orpetence.


    I didn’t care. As long as they didn’t say it to my face, I pretended not to hear. Being gossiped about was just another form of ttery.


    Maybe because he hadn’t gotten his soy milk that morning, Shawn looked irritated until noon.


    But I wasn’t about to concern myself with his mood. My focus was on my work.


    I was discussing design ns with our designers when Shawn called around noon. “Where are you?” he


    asked.


    “Still at the design studio. I was nning to have lunch here.”


    “Come to the restaurant near my office.” His tone made it clear he wasn’t giving me a choice.


    With no other option, I hurried over. As I stepped out of the car, a gust of wind lifted the hem of my floral dress and sent my waist-length curls swaying. Several passing men froze in their tracks, their gazes locked on me. When I reached down to press my dress down, my flustered expression only made their eyes light up with admiration.


    Lowering my head shyly, I quickened my pace into the restaurant.


    Shawn had asked me to go upstairs. As I ascended, I realized his private dining room was directly above the parking lot. He was standing by the window, watching me over his shoulder.


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