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    Queena’s expression darkened even more. “I will,” she said.


    Now I was curious. How would Shawn handle this? Would he tell her the truth?


    If Queena found out the truth, would she fall apart on the spot?


    But most likely, Shawn wouldn’t say anything–he valued his privacy.


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    I was walking out of the finance department when I saw Shawning out of the elevator. I pretended not to see him and turned the other way. But he called out, “Honey,e to the office for a moment.”


    There were still quite a few people in the hallway, and that “honey” caught me off guard. This guy really knew how to put on a show.


    Bute on, everyone in thepany knew Queena was his so–called confidante.


    I pretended not to hear and kept walking.


    Shawn caught up, grabbed my arm, and asked, “What’s wrong now?”


    I stared at his face, trying hard to imagine he looked like a pile of money.


    “What do you need?” I asked calmly, pushing down the emotions swirling inside me.


    “My cousin’s getting married tomorrow. Tonight, we’re going to Craneport together,” Shawn said, right there in the corridor.


    I knew which cousin he meant—a college professor. I vaguely remembered my mother–inw mentioning his wedding in myst life. But back then, Shawn went alone.


    Of course, in his previous life, when he went out alone, he must have been apanied by his so–called confidante.


    I was a bit surprised–Shawn was actually nning to take me? Queena was probably going to cry her eyes out in the bathroom.


    “I see, but I’m swamped with work right now. Maybe, I’ll just skip it.” Right now, I not only had


    <i>go </i>of my feelings for him, but I also had to make sure my words and actions disgusted


    to let


    him.


    He owed me that much in his past life.


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    As expected, Shawn’s expression darkened, clearly annoyed. “He’s my cousin. Our families are pretty close. My parents are busy, so we’re going on their behalf. If you don’t go, is that appropriate?”


    “Are we bringing Yuna too?” I didn’t want to travel far with her again.


    “No. Just the two of us,” Shawn said, his expression darkening.


    I didn’t want to miss the chance to get out and see more of the world. Craneport was a major business hub. Visiting it had always been a dream of mine.


    Plus, the wedding guests tomorrow were bound to be influential. Showing up with Shawn might help me make some useful connections. That could benefit my career.


    I was also nning to start a Tiktok ount–share some daily hotel content, build up a following, and eventually use that traffic to increase bookings.


    “Alright. I’ll head home and pack once I’m done here.” I pulled my arm from his grasp and walked back to my office.


    In the reflection on the ss, I saw Shawn standing there, stiff and tense, frustration written all over his face.


    That evening, we headed to the airport together.


    “You didn’t tell Yuna we’re going to Craneport, did you?” Shawn suddenly asked.


    I shook my head. “No.”


    “Let’s not mention it then. No need to upset her,” he said, still spoiling his daughter as always.


    I stayed quiet, eyes fixed on the city lights outside the window.


    The airport was crowded when we arrived. Both of us packed light. After clearing security, we waited in the lounge for our flight.


    Shawn was tall and lean, and his wardrobe was almost entirely business attire. He was working on hisputer in the VIP lounge–his white shirt subtly revealing a million–dor watch, giving off an air of elite and wealth.


    I stood by the ss outside, sipping my coffee and watching nes take off, deliberately choosing not to sit with him.


    When I got back, I saw three young and pretty girls sitting next to Shawn. Their faces were flushed, and they kept ncing at him, nudging each other as if they were trying to get his


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    I stood by the door with my arms crossed, watching quietly.


    Young was great–bold, fearless, full of hope.


    Unlike me. I wasn’t old, but inside, it felt like a wastnd left behind after a storm.


    Still, rebuilding a wall of hope in that emptiness–that was a kind of rebirth.


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    Eventually, one of the girls finally gathered the courage to walk up to Shawn and ask for his number.


    Shawn seemed a bit taken aback, looking up from hisptop. He nced at the girl, then looked past her to me leaning against the door, and said, “Sorry, my wife is here. She might get the wrong


    idea.”


    All three girls turned to look at me at the same time, then hurried out of the lounge like they’d been caught doing something wrong.


    Actually, although these three girls were well–dressed and clearly came from good families with good upbringings, they probably just thought Shawn was attractive and looked like a sessful young man and were hoping for a romantic encounter.


    I knew Shawn well. He no longer had that reckless energy he once did. Not like back then- when he spotted me in the crowd and fell for me instantly, pursuing me passionately, and even marrying me.