Chapter 117 Buying a Property in Cranefort
Chapter 117 Buying a Property in Cranefort
Marrying me on a whim–it must be one of his biggest regrets.
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Drawn in by appearances, swept up in a moment of impulse, only to realize I was just an empty shell. Aside from my face, nothing about me ever truly fit with him.
Those three girls just had bad timing. The Shawn of today was calm<b>, </bposed, and cautious -he wasn’t someone who’d be swayed by a pretty face so easily anymore.
I thought back to what he said outside the church. Now, it seemed to carry more weight than I realized.
He was protecting his reputation.
And it made sense. As a young entrepreneur, it was easy to fall into traps. Guarding his reputation wasn’t about pride—it was survival. Of course, he had to be careful. Even in his past life, there weren’t many women around him–just Queena.
In my past life, I once had the petty thought of using some 18- or 19–year–old girl to break them up. I even tried. But Shawn didn’t fall for it. I still remember that night. The girl confessed her feelings, ended up crying in the rain, and asked Shawn if she could have his suit jacket. He gave it to her–but told her not to bother returning it. Said she could just throw it
away.
When that girl handed the suit jacket back to me, Ipletely broke down inside.
He had turned down a young, beautiful girl–proof that Queena was the only one in his heart.
“Tiffany, let me have a sip of your coffee,” Shawn called out while I was lost in thought.
I quickly tilted my head back, finished it in one gulp, and then showed him the empty cup before tossing it into the trash.
Shawn was speechless.
As we were boarding, Shawn stood right behind me. Up ahead, a little boy yfully shoved his parent, causing the adult to stumble backward and bump into me. The impact made me lose bnce, and I ended up falling straight into Shawn’s arms.
He caught me by the waist and asked softly, “Are you okay?”
The parent quickly turned to apologize, and I shook my head before stepping forward without
a word.
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Shawn didn’t have time to retract his hand around my waist and was jolted by the force. His eyes becameplicated, and his expression darkened.
I closed my eyes to sleep on the flight while Shawn left me alone, putting on his headphones.
The legendary city of Craneport had a charm that made travelers linger.
When we arrived, it was alreadyte at night.
The hotel Shawn booked was near Veronica Harbor, with a stunning view right outside the
window.
But instead of admiring the scenery, my mind was upied with how I was going <i>to </i>sleep tonight.
Shawn had promisedst time that he wouldn’t force the “husband and wife” thing on me. I hoped he meant it.
After his shower, he came out and saw me leaning by the floor–to–ceiling window. “Do you want to have a ce of your own here one day?”
I looked at him in surprise. Shawn had just showered, and his neat, dark, short hair was still dripping. But he pointed in a direction and said, “They’re developing a pretty nice housingplex over there. Let’s go take a look tomorrow.”
My breath caught for a moment, and my heart started to race.
Shawn was using money to lure me again.
I admit that I wasn’t those bold, sharp heroines you read about in revenge novels. So when he said he wanted to give me a home here, I felt tempted.
When I married him, I was the kind of person who treated love like it was everything. To I loved him for who he was–not for his money–I insisted on signing a prenuptial prove agreement. Of course, Shawn initially refused.
Unfortunately, I lost my mind, insisting on proving that the person I loved was him, not his money. In front of my parents and inws, we divided our assets. Only when Shawn willingly gave me his property and money would it belong to me. I didn’t ask to share hispany shares or any property under his name. Of course, to that day, I still didn’t know exactly how much money Shawn had, and he had never brought it up.
But I knew–buying a property in Craneport was nothing to him. Just a drop in the bucket.
“This ce will be under your name,” Shawn said softly when I stayed quiet. “Completely
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yours. If you’re ever feeling down, you cane here to rx. Didn’t you say you love shopping for clothes and bags? There are way more options here.”
I calmed myself and asked, “Why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?”
Shawn stood by the window with his back to me. “These past six years, I’ve been focused on my career. I know I’ve neglected you and Yuna. You’ve been raising her on your own–it must’ve been tough. I understand if you resent me. Tiffany, let’s try to go back to living a normal life.”
He turned to face me. “Like any married couple, we’ll talk things out, and make a loving environment for Yuna, so she can grow up feeling loved by both her parents.”
I looked at him, trying to see how much of what he said was genuine.
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