Fated to Love You Again (Shawn and Norah)

Chapter 273 Both of Them Felt the Pain

Chapter 273 Both of Them Felt the Pain

His grip on Norah's shoulder was strong, and Norah felt the pain.

But Norah endured the pain, without even wrinkling her brow or making a sound.

"Answer me. Why don't you give me an answer?"

Norah bit her lip and, despite the immense pain, spoke up, "It's not like that. I genuinely care about how Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

you are doing now."

"Heh..." Shawn chuckled coldly, looking even more desolate.

"Didn't you reassure me that I would recover soon and I had nothing to worry about? Why are you

suddenly concerned about me now?"

"I was talking about under normal circumstances. I didn't know you've been working overtime and not

resting properly."

"Yeah, because your heart is with another man."

Norah explained, "I've said it before that Mat and I are just friends."

"What about me then?" He stared at her with red eyes, as if he demanded an answer.

Lowering her gaze, she said, "We're friends too."

"Is that so?"

With a bitter smile, Shawn let go of her.

At that moment, the dishes were brought to the table one by one.

Soon, the table was filled with exquisite dishes.

"Anthony said you haven't been eating properly these days. You should eat first," Norah said.

Shawn strode over and pulled out a chair.

Instead of starting to eat, he opened a bottle of strong liquor and started drinking it straight from the

bottle.

Norah was terrified and ran over to snatch the bottle from his hand.

But Shawn held onto the bottle tightly. By the time Norah tried to take it, he had already drunk a third of

it.

The way he poured the alcohol down his throat was as casual as drinking water, without any hesitation.

Thinking about his physical condition and his recent state, Norah was terrified.

"Stop it. Shawn! Please put down the bottle."

Shawn put down the bottle and gave Norah a cold glance, asking, "What authority do you have to

control me? Are we friends?"

"I'm sorry. But in my world, friends have never had such control over me."

To Norah, those words felt like sharp knives, piercing into her heart.

"I don't know why you're angry with me. If it's because I helped Mat, then I have nothing to say. When I

was in a crucial situation, he saved me without hesitation. It's only right for me to help him in return."

"If you're unhappy about us still being friends, don't worry, after tonight, I will willingly disappear from

your sight. Actually, I think it makes sense. Divorced couples continuing to be friends is indeed

awkward. Perhaps being strangers is the best state for us."

Then, Norah snatched the bottle of alcohol from Shawn's hand and said, "Fine, if you really want to

drink, then I'll drink with you."

After that, she tilted her head and poured the alcohol into her mouth.

She had never drunk hard liquor before, so she had no idea it would be so strong.

At the moment the liquor entered her throat, tears streamed down her face from the irritation.

Especially when the liquor flowed into her stomach through her throat, she felt like her throat and

esophagus were burning like fire. It was a searing pain.

Immediately, she put down the bottle and coughed violently.

Her eyes were bloodshot, tears were flowing, and she was in extreme discomfort.

"You're crazy!"

Shawn stood up, patted her back, and handed her a glass of water. "Drink some water quickly."

Taking the water, Norah drank two large glasses before feeling a little better.

The next moment, Shawn poured out all the alcohol from the bottle and smashed the bottle.

Then he sat next to her and asked, "How do you feel?"

"It's okay."

"Go get a bowl of hangover juice." Shawn instructed the waiter.

A few minutes later, the waiter brought the hangover juice.

After Norah drank a whole glass of hangover juice, he said to her, "You really can't handle your liquor,

can you?"

"You can't handle it either." Norah looked at him, saying just as firmly.

"I won't drink anymore. Let's eat."

During their meal, the private room was unusually quiet.

Almost only the sound of cutlery lightly touching the plates could be heard. Both of them ate silently.

When they were halfway through the meal, Norah went to the restroom.

When she came out of the restroom, Anthony immediately walked up to her, "Miss Chase."

"You didn't go back? Have you had dinner? Would you like to come in and eat with us?"

Anthony immediately shook his head and replied, "President Lawson chose such a quiet and private

place to have a good meal with you. He doesn't want much. He just wants to spend some time alone

with you."

"And there's something I think I should tell you."

"What is it?"

"That day, after President Lawson came out of your house, he stood outside your building all night,

looking at the light in your room. He was particularly heartbroken, smoked cigarettes all night, and

didn't leave until dawn."

Hearing this, Norah couldn't describe the feeling in her heart.

It seemed that people were like this. They didn't cherish what they had until they lost it, and then they

would start to regret it.

With a bitter smile, Norah asked, "Do you think he and I can go back to how things were before?"

She looked at Anthony, but she didn't expect him to answer.

After a moment's pause, she answered herself, "To be honest, I have no confidence. I can't even see a

glimmer of hope."

"Miss Chase, I understand your concerns, but President Lawson really loves you now. He has changed

a lot for you."

"And including your negotiation with Professor Greer, it's not as simple as you think. The reason Mrs.

Lawson was able to persuade Professor Greer so quickly is because President Lawson bought the

cemetery that Professor Greer wanted the most."

Norah looked at him in surprise and asked, "What cemetery?"

"It's the cemetery next to Professor Greer's deceased daughter. Professor Greer had always wanted to

buy it so that he could be buried there next to his daughter. But that cemetery has already been sold.

The buyer is mysterious. Professor Greer has tried many methods to get in touch with that buyer but

failed."

"President Lawson searched for many business friends for that cemetery, and finally found the buyer.

The buyer had very strict conditions, but President Lawson agreed without hesitation."

Upon hearing this, Norah was completely shocked.

If it weren't for Anthony telling her all this, she really wouldn't have known about all these twists and

turns.

But he just casually mentioned this matter.

Now she understood that he asked her to talk to his mother about this so that she would think it was his

mother who helped her. He wanted her to accept his help easily, without feeling burdened or guilty.

Opening the door to the private room again, Norah felt a mix of emotions.

Her footsteps became heavy.

Approaching him, with tears in her eyes, she asked, "Your grandfather did invest in Professor Greer's

project because of me. He also introduced me to my mentor. But Professor Greer agreeing to see me

this time wasn't because of your grandfather, was it? It was all because you were helping me behind

the scenes, right?"

"Anthony told you?" Shawn looked calm, but his gaze subtly lifted.

"That's not important. Why didn't you tell me?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to leave me? You said you want us to be strangers and to never contact

each other again. If not for these reasons, why would you personally come to find me?" Shawn replied

with a bitter smile.

After saying these words, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

"But I also don't want you to pay such a big price!"