Fated to Love You Again (Shawn and Norah)

Chapter 202 Shawn's Worry

Chapter 202 Shawn's Worry

How did she promise Shawn back then?

She nodded.

She said, "Okay, don't worry. I absolutely won't ask you for money because of John."

Last time, it was just a coincidence that he ran into her problem and willingly solved it for her.

But this time, if she were to be the one to initiate it, it would be quite another thing.

Should she borrow money from Shawn?

Shawn was now her only life-saving straw.

For the sake of her mother, she must borrow money from him.

Gritting her teeth, Norah took out her phone and called Shawn.

He answered quickly, "Norah."

"Shawn, it's late at night where you are, right? I'm sorry if I woke you up."

"No, I haven't slept yet."

"Oh, that's good. Shawn, actually I'm calling to ask you..." for money.

But before Norah could finish her sentence, a soft and sweet voice suddenly came from the other end

of the line. "Shawn..."

When Norah heard it for the first time, she thought she had misheard.

"Shawn..." Lying in bed, Lilian closed her eyes and mumbled sleepily.

When Norah heard it again, her whole body froze.

At that moment, she felt as if all her blood had rushed to her head, her head heavy and her feet light.

She had no idea what she was doing or listening to.

She just stood there in a daze, holding her phone.

That voice was so delicate and pitiful, clearly a woman's voice.

There was a woman in his room.

In the middle of the night, a woman's soft voice suddenly sounded in a man's room. In that case, any

woman would make wild guesses like Norah.

Moreover, Norah felt that the voice was a little familiar.

"Norah..."

Norah wasn't speaking, so Shawn called out.

Norah came back to her senses and smiled helplessly. "I'm listening."

"What were you going to say just now? What did you want from me? I didn't hear it clearly."

Norah clenched her hand and thought bitterly, 'Thank goodness he didn't hear it.'

It was good that he didn't hear it.

Who was she to him?

She thought about it carefully. They were just boyfriend and girlfriend who had only been together for a

short time.

When they got married back then, he didn't want to deal with John's matter, and now he was probably

more unwilling to deal with it!

Besides, what right did she have to ask him for a million dollars right off the bat?

"Nothing, I just wanted to say goodnight and let you sleep well."

Norah grabbed the phone and said with a bitter smile.

"Was that all you wanted to say? Nothing else?" Suddenly, Shawn asked.

Besides, his tone seemed a little unhappy.

Norah thought she had handled the phone call well. Although she heard the woman speak twice, she

chose to ignore them and pretended not to hear them.

Why was he dissatisfied?

"No," Norah said.

Shawn became even angrier.

He clenched his phone and walked to the balcony in his casual pants, locking the door behind him.

Then he said, "Did you not hear anything just now?"

"I heard it."

"Then do you have anything to say or ask?" Shawn asked again.

Norah clutched her phone, and her palms were dripping with sweat.

Her heart was stinging as if it was being pricked by needles. It ached so much that she could barely

breathe.

She had decided to ignore it and told herself not to think about it. Why did he keep reminding her?

What did he want her to do?

Did he want her to say that it was okay and that she could understand him because men all had sexual

needs?

Or should she tell him that she didn't mind?

But she couldn't say either of these two sentences.

She did mind it.

She didn't want to go against her heart, so she could only remain silent and pretend that everything

didn't exist.

Maybe if she didn't see it with her own eyes, her heart wouldn't ache so much.

"I have nothing to say. Everything is up to you." Norah tightened her grip on her phone and replied.

Shawn's forehead veins bulged in anger. "Are you sure you have nothing to say?"

"If I did, it would be the same as just now. Good night and have a sweet dream."

This time, Shawn threw his phone in anger.

The phone bounced high and instantly shattered into pieces. At this time, Lilian struggled to sit up from

the hospital bed and onto a wheelchair. She then bent down to pick up the broken pieces of the phone.

She bent down and picked up each piece.

She did it with great difficulty and slowly.

But she picked up every piece, held them in her hands, and spread them in front of Shawn. "What

makes you so furious? It's not worth it if you get sick because of anger."

Shawn glanced at her indifferently, picked up the broken phone pieces, and left coldly.

He didn't even glance at her before leaving.

Lilian felt even more ignored, and her heart was filled with hatred.

Although she couldn't hear what he said while lying on the hospital bed just now, she could tell from his

gentle expression when he answered the phone that it must have been Norah who called.

So, she deliberately called out Shawn's name in a soft voice.

She wanted to know Norah's reaction.

Unexpectedly, Norah acted like nothing was wrong, but Shawn got furious.

In the corridor outside, Shawn smoked one cigarette after another.

He held the phone to his ear with one hand and the cigarette with the other, occasionally taking a deep

drag and exhaling smoke.

The smoke enveloped him, almost hiding his handsome face.

But if one looked closely, he would see that Shawn's face was now gloomy and cold, without any

warmth.

On the other end of the phone, Ivan couldn't take it anymore. "Bro, you've been calling me like crazy. I

thought something big had happened, but you haven't said a word since I answered."

If it wasn't for the small noises Shawn made while smoking, Ivan would have thought that Shawn had This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

hung up.

"I have a question for you." It took a while for Shawn to speak, his voice low.

"Go ahead."

"If a woman knows that you are with another woman in the middle of the night, sharing a room, but she

doesn't mind or get jealous at all, what's the reason?"

After saying this, Shawn felt a weight lifted off his chest.

But he waited for Ivan's answer nervously and expectantly.

"At this point, not being jealous could be due to two reasons."

"What are the two reasons?" Shawn asked eagerly.

"Either she loves you too much, so she tolerates it, afraid that you will get tired of her and break up, not

wanting to lose that relationship; or she doesn't love you at all, so it doesn't matter to her whether

you're with one woman or ten."

"Bro, are you talking about... " Norah?

Ivan didn't finish his sentence when Shawn said "Goodbye" and ended the call.

Two reasons?

She either loved him so much or didn't love him at all.

Shawn thought, 'So, Norah, why don't you care at all?

Do you love me too much or not love me at all?'