My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 148

Shawn was a self-disciplined man, so seeing him at such a place was a surprise. Moreover, he was standing on the

third floor, where those ladies often gathered.

I bit my bottom lip and stared at him.

His eyes shone as he gestured to me to go up and find him. When I saw his actions, I felt much better.

Then, I turned around and said to Olivia, "I'm going up to find Shawn. Do you want to come with me?"

Olivia looked pale as she waved her hand and said, "No, I think I should head back to the Forger's instead."

After that, Olivia left the club dejectedly. I knew she was sad, but as a bystander, there was nothing much I could

say. In this love pursuit that had lasted for several decades, Olivia was always the one who chased after him, so in a

way, she had failed and lost terribly because Christopher had pushed her far away.

Even though she was Christopher's sister, she still didn't have an advantage over others when it came to making

him interested in her romantically.

After she disappeared from my sight, I turned around and looked back to see Shawn standing where he was. He still

had his eyes fixed on me, but a noble-looking man stood beside him.

He did look like a nobleman indeed. He had a pair of almond-shaped eyes, and the collar of his white shirt was

opened so wide that I could clearly see his distinct and delicate collarbone. Also, his every movement had a

naturally elegant charm to them.

Seeming to have sensed my gaze, the man cocked his head, staring back at me with a slight smile, looking

extremely seductive.

I was stunned for a moment. Then, I realized that the man was trying to seduce me.

While I pursed my lips in displeasure, I saw Shawn turning to look at the man beside him indifferently. He said

something to the man with almond-shaped eyes, and the smile on the man's face instantly disappeared.

Afterward, I got into the elevator and went up to the third floor. When I exited the elevator, I saw Shawn and the

other man standing in the corridor.

I wanted to go on over and hug Shawn's arm, but I was afraid he wasn't used to it and would reject me again. After

all, we had never done any ambiguous actions in front of others. Moreover, there weren't many that knew of our

relationship.

So instead, I called out softly, "Sunny."

Shawn pulled out a cigarette and lit it. Then, he asked, "Did you come here to have fun?"

"Emma's here. I was worried about her, so I came to look for her," I explained.

Shawn exhaled a puff of smoke from his lips. The smoke encircled his face, making his distinct features look like a

layer of mosaic covered them. There was a hint of loneliness in his eyes as if he were hiding something sad.

Before he could speak, the man beside him smiled. "Shawn, who's this little lady?"

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"Emme's here. I wes worried ebout her, so I ceme to look for her," I expleined.

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leyer of moseic covered them. There wes e hint of loneliness in his eyes es if he were hiding something sed.

Before he could speek, the men beside him smiled. "Shewn, who's this little ledy?"

Glancing at the man beside him, Shawn introduced me. "Renee Felix. President of Felix Corporation."

I couldn't help but feel disappointed at how Shawn introduced me…

However, I quickly hid my disappointment and heard him introduce the man beside him. "Diego Hayes, the

illegitimate son of the Hayes family."

Diego sneered, "Would it kill you not to say I'm an illegitimate child?"

It dawned on me that a person who dared to make such jokes with Shawn wouldn't be just an ordinary person. But

wait, Shawn said he was from the Hayes family…

At once, the name Tracy Hayes popped into my head.

Could they be siblings?!

Just then, Diego reached out his long and slender arm. With a smile, he said, "I'm Diego Hayes. Nice to meet you."

He was polite and proactive. I shook his hand and replied, "Hi, I'm Renee Felix."

However, once he heard my uninteresting self-introduction, he criticized, "Tsk. Such a boring little lady."

I was left speechless by his remark.

Then, I looked at Shawn and saw him staring blankly into the distance.

Following his gaze, I saw nothing there, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

Was there something bothering him?

When Diego saw that I hadn't spoken in a while, he patted Shawn's shoulder and reminded him, "Everyone's waiting

for us. Put out your cigarette so we can go back in. We'll play a few rounds of poker before ending today's

gathering."

To that, Shawn merely said, "You bring her in instead."

After I heard what he said, I felt devastated and displeased. I was already unhappy when he didn't admit our

relationship, and now, he entrusted me with someone I didn't know.

Also, judging by what Diego had just said, I deduced there were quite a few people inside, and they were all from

Shawn's social circle.

I wasn't familiar with this place and the people here. But, instead of guiding me himself, he chose to push me

straight into an unfamiliar environment. Moreover, he kept calling me Renee Felix.

Therefore, I ignored him without saying anything and followed Diego into the room. The room was spacious, with a

poker table, pool table, coffee table, and a bar.

Behind the bar was a cabinet filled with various liquors, and each bottle looked expensive. Inside the room were

seven to eight people, and everyone was well dressed, especially the women. They were all dressed elegantly, and

their makeup was so well done that I couldn't even see the pores on their faces.

Among them was someone I knew – Tracy Hayes, the woman who tried to bury me in snow.

I wasn't expecting Shawn to still be in contact with her.

Glancing at the man beside him, Shawn introduced me. "Renee Felix. President of Felix Corporation."

When I thought of that, the uncomfortable feeling in my heart grew.

Tracy was scantily dressed, wearing a thigh-length dress that hugged her figure. The tight dress wrapped around

her waist, making her look thin and attractive.

Once she saw me, her expression changed. She asked, "Diego, what is she doing here?"

As if he were watching an interesting show, Diego asked, "Do you know her?"

Tracy was unwelcoming toward me, and I was someone who tended to hold grudges. I tugged my lips and made a

sarcastic remark. "I'm sorry, but I don't know who she is. Every woman I know is both beautiful and kind."

Diego must have guessed from my words that there was a grudge between Tracy and me, so he warned Tracy

indifferently, "This is Shawn's guest. Please remember your manners, and don't embarrass the Hayes Family."

But Tracy was not a hot-tempered woman. My sarcastic remark and Diego's warning fell on deaf ears as she

glanced at me with disdain in her eyes and said sarcastically, "Trash."

I wasn't sure if that insult was directed at Diego or me, so I suppressed my agitation and found a place to sit.

Unfortunately, the moment I sat down, a few glasses of red wine spilled on the hem of my dress.

I was momentarily stunned by the turn of events, and I heard the woman beside me apologizing. "I'm so sorry. I

accidentally pushed over the wine glasses."

There were a bunch of wine glasses on the wine table. Yet, she accidentally spilled red wine on my dress when she

went over to take a glass.

Although she spilled the wine on the hem of my dress, I reflexively frowned at the stain. Alas, since she had

apologized, I could only let the situation go.

Despite being unhappy, I still smiled at her and said, "It's fine."

Then, I set down my phone and got some tissues to wipe wine off my dress. At that moment, Emma texted me.

"Renee, where are you?" she asked.

I picked up my phone to reply, "What's the matter?"

She stubbornly asked, "Where are you? I'll come to find you."

Christopher had just carried Emma away not too long ago, so they might still be outside. Perhaps she thought of me

because she didn't want to stay with Christopher.

I replied to her, "Christopher said you have a fever and should be going to the hospital."

Instantly, Emma replied, "I don't want to stay with him. What would others think if they saw us together? If

someone I know saw us, they would think I found an older man for a boyfriend!"

I was again speechless by her logic. Nevertheless, I could decipher her unwillingness to be in his company through

her tone.

"Third floor, first room on your left once you exit the elevator," I told her.