Chapter 51 Prove That I Wasn’t Like Shawn


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    “Let’s eat and not bring him up.” Right now, I just want to rx and have a peaceful conversation with my


    friend.


    Once we finished our meal, Mnie and I stepped out of the restaurant. She suddenly nced toward a nearby parked car and turned to me. “He’s here to pick me up. I’ll leave first,” she said.


    My eyesnded on the Volkswagen. The man inside quickly stepped out and opened the door for her.


    I couldn’t help but wonder. Would Mnie experience multiple marriages in this lifetime, or would she settle down with just one?


    A gentle breeze drifted through the early summer night as I made my way toward the parking lot.


    Just then, a striking Maybach rounded the corner from the opposite side of the street.


    Something about the car felt oddly familiar.


    It wasn’t until it rolled to a stop beside me that I saw the driver. It was Ethan. Dressed in a ck shirt, he leaned slightly, looking at me through the open window. “Are you heading home?”


    I blinked, caught off guard. “What are you doing here? What a coincidence.”


    Ethan smoothly pulled over, stepped out, and faced me. “Not really a coincidence. I came here on purpose to see you.”


    For a second, I was at a loss for words. His openness was unexpected.


    “I’m sorry. My assistant and your friend are dating now. He happened to mention you were here,” he admitted, meeting my gaze. His voice carried a note of sincerity.


    “Did you have something to say to me?” I asked, my expression turning serious.


    “I just got off work and haven’t eaten yet. Will you join me for ate–night snack?” His voice was low, almost pleading.


    “Sorry, I need to go home. My daughter is by herself, and she gets scared alone.” Just because Shawn was fooling around abroad with Queena didn’t mean I’d retaliate by having ate–night snack with another


    man.


    Disappointment flickered across Ethan’s face. But even as I turned him down, his eyes held an undeniable brightness.


    “All right. Head home early, then,” Ethan murmured.


    I turned away and got into my car. As I drove past him, I caught a glimpse of him standing by his car, silently watching me leave.


    I had lied, but I didn’t regret it.


    Shawn had no boundaries, trampling over the very foundation of marriage. I needed to prove that I wasn’t


    like him.


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    I didn’t mind Ethan orchestrating these chance meetings, but if I were to enter another rtionship, it would be on my own terms, when I was single.


    Not while I was still married, entangled in something that had no future. That would be unfair to both of <ol><li>us. </li></ol>


    By the time I arrived home, it was already past ten. The housekeeper appeared, asking if I needed a meal, but I waved them off, telling them to rest.


    Upstairs, just as I settled in, my phone buzzed. A call from Shawn overseas.


    The moment I answered, his first words were, “Didn’t you pick up Yuna today?”


    I spoke in an even tone. “I called her, but she didn’t pick up. Susanna told me to stay out of the child’s affairs for the next few days.”


    Shawn’s temper red again. “So just because Mom said that, you decided not to care? Don’t forget, you’re Yuna’s mother. You might ignore her during the day, but once work is over, you need to be there for her.”


    “I’ll pick her up from school tomorrow afternoon.” No matter what, Yuna was my daughter. It’s my responsibility to look after her.


    “When you see Yuna, don’t be so harsh. Try to be gentle with her. She’s just a kid.” Shawn seemed to have noticed how distant I had beentely, and he brought it up.


    “I got it.” I had no interest in listening to his lecture. And honestly, what right did a man like him, a cheater have to tell me what to do?


    For a moment, there was only silence on his end. Then, he asked, “Where were you tonight?”


    “I had dinner with Mnie,” I answered honestly.


    It seemed like he wanted <i>to </i>say more, but before he could, a soft, affectionate voice called for him from hi side of the line. He quickly said goodbye, and then the call ended.


    I tossed my phone aside andy back on the bed. An unexpected wave of difort washed over me.


    The following afternoon at four sharp, I arrived at the entrance of Yuna’s elite kindergarten.


    Maybe because I hadn’t been here in a while, a few familiar moms approached me, smiling as they asked it I had been traveling overseas and why I hadn’t been around.


    I casually made up an excuse, but their expressions carried a hint of ridicule. Perhaps they had already dug into my personal affairs and knew my marriage was falling apart. They had likely seen the picture of Shawn and Queena baking a cake together for Yuna.


    Yuna walked out with her ssmates, spotted me, and immediately turned away, heading in the opposite direction. I hurried after her.


    “Yuna, aren’t you afraid of getting kidnapped, running around like that?” I called from behind.


    She stopped in her tracks, spun around, and shot me a furious re. “Why didn’t Grandma pick me up?”


    Leaning casually against a nearby wall, I spoke gently. “I’m your mom. It’s my duty to pick you up from


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