Fated to Love You Again (Shawn and Norah)

Chapter 217 The Man I've Liked for Ten Years

Chapter 217 The Man I've Liked for Ten Years

"It doesn't hurt anymore. I'm fine now."

Seeing that Norah was still frowning, Shawn reassured her, "I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe

me, I'll show you."

With that, he tried to move his arm.

But before he could stretch it up, Norah stopped him. "I believe you."

Shawn cupped her face and kissed her on the lips. "Relieved now?"

"Yeah!"

"But..." Norah's hand stroked the scars on his back. "You should be more careful and never get hurt

again. It really breaks my heart."

A figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

And he blurted out, "Do you care about me more than that guy?"

That guy?

Norah froze, confused.

Who?

"Who are you referring to?"

"It's..." Shawn said awkwardly, "The man you've liked for ten years."

Norah was stunned.

But the situation soon dawned on her.

Curling her lips, she smiled brightly.

Dumbass!

Shawn was such a fool.

He still didn't realize that person was him.

It was not her fault.

He had himself to blame.

The first time she tried to tell him in the school field, he would not listen.

The second time she said it out loud in the bathtub, he left the bathroom and didn't hear.

As for the third time, she only said she liked him.

She indeed hadn't mentioned that he was that man, and that was why he had been in the dark and

kept misunderstanding her.

Since he didn't know, she decided to make him anxious as a payback for upsetting her again and

again.

Hmph...

She would sit back and watch him get anxious.

Shawn was even more depressed when he saw the smile on her face.This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

He knew he shouldn't be so petty since the man she liked now and who was by her side was him. He

should be content with it.

Besides, when she liked someone else, he hadn't appeared in her life, so he couldn't blame her.

But ever since he fell in love with her, he had become possessive and calculating.

He cared about her.

And he minded it.

Norah rested her chin on her hand and looked at Shawn. Her limpid eyes twinkled like dazzling stars.

With a constant smile on her face, she looked so charming.

Shawn's words got stuck in his throat.

It seemed he no longer needed to ask.

Her actions had spoken of the answer.

In the end, he said jealously, "If you care so much about him, why do you still want to be with me?

"I'm giving you a chance now. You can go to find him. I won't stop you."

Norah laughed.

Her heart was filled with joy.

She felt so happy to hear that.

But on the surface, she remained composed and silent.

Shawn turned around, unwilling to face her. He needed some time to process it.

That feeling was like falling from heaven to hell.

Just a moment ago, she had been so worried about him, and he had been on cloud nine.

But now he was consumed by grievances and sadness.

Instead of leaving, Norah just watched him huff.

After turning away from her, Shawn started to regret it.

In fact, he had only wanted to test her and hoped that she would comfort him.

He didn't really want her to leave.

That was the last thing he wanted.

Shawn had made up his mind. As long as she comforted him with words, he would forget about it and

continue to be with her. He would not mention that pain in the neck ever again.

But he missed the mark.

She didn't even say a word, not to mention comfort him.

Shawn lost his nerve.

He strained his wound with feigned carelessness and grunted.

Sure enough, his painful cry made Norah anxious. She stood up, poured a glass of water, and handed

it to him. "Want some water?"

"No," Shawn snorted, turning his head away.

Norah was speechless.

She clutched the glass, tapped it with her finger, and asked again, "Are you sure?"

She naturally knew that he was upset.

Shawn gave in eventually. He took the glass, took a few sips of water, and handed it back to her. "If you

miss him so much, why don't you go find him?"

"How do you know I didn't?" Norah asked back.

As soon as he heard that, Shawn felt a tightness in his chest.

He was so stupid.

He shouldn't have asked that question.

The truth that she had gone to see that man irrigated him so much that his chest hurt again.

This time he was no longer as forgiving as he had just been.

He pulled Norah into his arms. "I don't care. You didn't make up anyway, and the person you like now is

me. I will never let go and give you up to him.

"If he dares to come to you again, I won't spare him."

Norah pursed her lips. "Oh? How are you going to do that?

"This is between men. There will surely be a way.

"And I remember you saying that he was married and remarried. So, he's no match for me in terms of

market value and financial strength," Shawn said.

Norah held back a laugh, finding him so cute.

He was silly and cute.

"He didn't remarry, and aren't you divorced too? You sound like you're a commodity."

"Something like that. I'm a good deal, and I'm unlike him. You're my first and last wife."

Norah couldn't help but pinch his cheek. "When did you become so cheeky?"

"I've always been cheeky with you."

"Do you hate him?" Norah asked.

"Of course."

"You don't like him?"

Shawn shook his head. "No."

"Well," Norah said, looking at him seriously. "I don't like him either. He's such a fool that he still doesn't

realize that the person he's jealous of is himself. He is so foolish and not cute at all."

"Wait!"

Shawn's mind was racing.

Jealous of himself?

Jealous of himself.

Did she mean...

He could hardly believe it. Was it possible that the person she had always liked was him?