Chapter 120 Beneath the morous Exterior.
Chapter 120 Beneath the morous Exterior
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As soon as Shawn heard that, he wasn’t having it. He immediately turned me to face him and pressed, “Why ‘I guess? Am I not impressive?”
My eyelids were fighting a battle of their own from being so tired, so I mumbled, “Okay, fine, you’re really impressive.”
Shawn’s face darkened, probably because I added “okay, fine.”
The night passed, and the morning sun streamed in through the curtains.
The sunlight stung my eyes a little. I nced at the time–it was already ten o’clock.
Shawn was sitting in the living room, taking calls. There were quite a few, one after another. His face slowly shifted into a businesslike expression. He turned to look at me and said, “Change your clothes. We should be leaving soon.”
I brought an elegant slit dress with me, a soft pink one with hand–embroidered flowers and
it birds. The craftsmanship was exquisite, and it wasn’t cheap. I bought it becaplemented myplexion.
After changing into the dress, I styled my thick, waist–length hair, and put on simple pearl drop earrings. My whole look was less about wealth and more simple and understated, a stark contrast from how I used to be in my previous life.
In my past life, I loved to unt wealth through jewelry and essories, always feeling that if I didn’t wear something worth tens of millions, others would look down on me.
My mindset now was simple: if anyone looked down on me, I’d return the favor. Nobody got special treatment.
It was like Shawn–in my past life, he was my world, my god, my light. Now, he was nothing more than a tool for making money, a stepping stone for my progress, adder to reach for the
stars.
As I turned, Shawn was ying with his phone, leaning against the door, watching me.
“Where are all your beautiful jewelry and bags? Did you forget them?” Shawn noticed my simple outfit and assumed I had been in a rush that I forgot to bring the things that showed off my status.
I smiled. “Those are just material things. Didn’t I bring you instead? With you here, what do I need them for?”
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Shawn was momentarily stunned, and then smiled, reaching out to pinch my check. “Looks like your mouth is getting better at talking.”
“What can I do? A woman with a sharp tongue tends to suffer,” I said with a sigh.
Shawn stared at me for a moment before replying, “I’ve realized I’m quite conflicted. I used toin that you were too dull. Now I’m worried you’ll be too clever, too charming.
“Be more confident, Hubby. I will make you proud,” I said, reaching out to adjust his tie. “Please take good care of me, Hubby.”
Shawn took my hand, gently pressing it to his lips and kissing it. “If I push you into the business world, I’m worried someone will set their sights on you.”
I was taken aback, blinking in surprise. “Honey, you’re overthinking it.”
But Shawn suddenly pulled me closer, his lips brushing against the back of my ear as he whispered, “I’m not overthinking. The world is harsher than you think. Looks like I’ll need to be even stronger to protect you.”
I bit my lip in silence. <i>He </i><i>was </i><i>actually </i><i>wasting </i><i>his </i><i>energy </i><i>worrying </i><i>about </i><i>this</i><i>? </i>
<i>What </i><i>was </i><i>going </i><i>on</i><i>? </i><i>Was </i><i>I </i><i>really </i>so <i>stunning</i><i>, </i><i>like </i><i>some </i><i>kind of </i><i>goddess</i><i>? </i>
Shawn released my hand, lowered his head to take a closer look at my face, and then quickly masked all his emotions. “Let’s go.”
I watched him walk away, the brief glimpse of concern still lingering in my mind. I sneered. <i>Was </i><i>he </i><i>worried </i><i>that </i><i>he </i><i>could </i><i>no </i><i>longer </i><i>control </i><i>my </i>life? <i>What </i><i>a </i><i>fool</i>.
The grand restaurant was full of guests. Shawn’s cousin and his family stood at the entrance, greeting guests. Shawn’s uncle had relocated to Craneport years ago. While his cousin wasn’t in the business world, his uncle still ran twopanies, having built his wealth by trading electronics in the early years. He was a seasoned yer with a considerable financial standing.
When we arrived, Shawn’s uncle personally led us to a private room. Shawn seemed to know everyone inside, but I wasn’t familiar with most of them.
It was a wedding banquet, so many of the guests had brought their wives, and some had even brought their children.
As seated, I quietly observed the wealthy women around me. Though their faces were well- kept and youthful, I could see the sadness in their eyes, a weariness with life.
I felt as though I were looking at my past self–the loneliness and sadness beneath the
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I didn’t know if the darkness from my past still lingered in my eyes.
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But I tried not to ovep with my former self anymore. I wanted <i>to </i>be apletely new version of myself.
As we were drinking and chatting, I realized that everyone present was influential. But Shawn wouldn’t let me exchange cards with any man.
At first, I wanted to use hiswork, but I realized he didn’t want me to have my own connections.