Fated to Love You Again (Shawn and Norah)

Chapter 236 Shawn, Let's Split Up

Chapter 236 Shawn, Let's Split Up

Norah shook her head gently.

Well, Shawn was still lying to her at this time.

"I don't want to go to the hospital. There are some antipyretics at home. I can take the medicine."

"Where? Let me get it for you."

"At the second compartment of the drawer in the living room."

"Okay."

After taking the medicine, Norah expressed her thanks to Shawn seriously, "Thank you!"

Shawn reached out his hand and touched Norah's head, "Silly girl, what are you talking about? No

need to say thanks. You are really confused by the fever."

"Take a nap, and I'll cook some porridge."

Norah lay in bed, covered in the quilt.

At the moment, under the covers, she was clutching her lips and crying desperately and secretly.

Norah was so upset.

Last second, she was as happy as living in paradise.

But the next second, she fell into hell.

Norah didn't know how she fell asleep.

But she had a restless sleep.

Norah dreamed of her mother and even begged her mother to take her away. It was too suffering to live

alone.

Norah also dreamed of her baby, who cried that she missed Norah.

"Mommy..."

"Mommy..."

The baby called her again and again, moaning and even reaching out for a hug.

Norah's heart was suffering.

She burst into tears in the dream.

In reality, tears also bathed her cheeks.

"Norah..." Shawn kept holding her hand.

He called her name gently, but Norah seemed to be completely immersed in her dream and ignored his

voice at all.

She cried sadly as if nothing could bother her.

Shawn felt distressed to her tears.

Especially when he heard Norah calling "Mom", his heart was even more painful.

He thought Norah must have thought of her mother.

"Baby..."

"I'm sorry, baby ..."

Seeing the baby crying so sadly in her dream, Norah reached out to hug her baby and touch it. This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

However, no matter how she strived, Norah couldn't touch the baby at all.

Shawn also felt uneasy.

It was all his fault.

If it weren't for him, their baby would have been born. And it must be very lovely.

And Norah wouldn't be so painful.

Taking off his clothes, Shawn lay in the quilt and hugged Norah.

Until midnight, due to sleepiness and the reduced temperature, Norah really fell asleep.

The next morning when she woke up, Shawn had ordered servants to get breakfast ready. Because

Norah had a cold, the cooker didn't prepare much food.

Only some porridge and light but delicious dishes.

Norah went to the living room in slippers and saw Shawn again. She couldn't tell her feelings clearly.

Was she happy or uncomfortable?

Seeing her staring blankly, Shawn came forward, touching her forehead and his, "The temperature

reduced."

"Is there anything wrong?" He asked.

In fact, Norah wanted to tell him that she was uncomfortable everywhere.

Especially her heart, it felt very uncomfortable.

But finally, she just dropped her eyes and shook her head, "Nothing, I just got over a cold and have no

strength."

"Come have breakfast. You shall rest for a few days and not go back to work until our body recovers."

Shawn said.

Norah nodded and walked over to have breakfast.

At the dinner table, Norah kept silent.

Her face was as pale and colorless as a piece of paper.

After drinking a bowl of porridge and eating some corn and vegetables, Norah couldn't eat anymore.

In fact, she was forcing herself to eat these, because Norah knew that she needed to recover and her

body could not collapse.

Today was Monday and she had to go to work.

She worked so hard to get this job and wouldn't give it up easily.

She didn't give up on difficulties, let alone now.

Throughout breakfast, Norah silently bowed her head and drank porridge without saying a word.

Shawn glanced at her several times, and somehow, he was particularly uneasy.

After the cold, he felt that Norah had changed a lot overnight.

She was silent and not as attached to him as she used to be.

Even when he occasionally tried to do some intimate actions, she escaped from it calmly.

After dinner, Norah brought a chair, went to the room to change clothes, and came out.

Seeing her dress, Shawn frowned, "You are weak now. Take a leave and have a good rest at home

today."

"No, I can hold on," Norah said.

"You are so feeble, and how do you go to work?" Shawn was a little angry.

He didn't know where the anger came from. Was he angry that Norah didn't take good care of herself

and cherish her body?

Or that he was completely ignored by Norah like air?

"Have a rest and I'll ask for leave."

Shawn said and took Norah's cell phone to make a phone call.

Norah didn't agree. She stepped forward and took back it, saying angrily, "Shawn, the job is mine, and I

said I can hold on myself. Why did you make a decision for me?"

"I said, I don't need to ask for leave, and I have to go to work."

Nora reached out her hand to get it, but Shawn suddenly raised the phone to a height that Norah

couldn't grab it.

"Norah, what's the matter with you? Why are you unwilling to ask for leave?"

"No reason. I just don't want to delay my work." Norah answered.

"But your present state is not suitable for work, so you must ask for leave."

"But I said I can, Shawn, give me your phone." Norah lose her temper for the first time and shouted at

him.

Grabbing the phone back, she looked at Shawn calmly.

Shawn was completely pissed off.

"Well, I'm a busybody."

"I'm busy working all day and taking care of you all night. I accommodate you and take care of you in

everything and protect you carefully, fearing that you are tired and feel uncomfortable. It would serve

me right, huh?" Shawn sneered.

Norah turned her back. She didn't want to see him, afraid that her tears burst out.

She didn't want to cry in front of him.

So she must be strong.

After trying to calm down, Norah said after a long time, "Shawn, you're right. I'm too difficult to be

pleased. A woman like me who makes trouble without reason is unworthy of you at all."

"I'm not considerate or generous enough. You just like the one who is sensitive, tame, and works hard."

"But I'm not. I also have a temper. I'm stingy, selfish, and jealous. I'm not sensible or cute. See, we

don't deserve each other."

Bearing her bitterness, Norah turned around and supported herself.

Then she looked at Shawn and said word by word, "Shawn, I've made up my mind."

"Let's split up!"