My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 468

Shawn said to put it behind us, but how? How could the matter be laid to rest just like that?

He was the type who would digest it himself and come around a few days later. But what if a similar incident

happened again? Was he going to give me the silent treatment again?

At that, I bit my lip, then said, "I was wrong."

Seeing that he responded to me with silence, tears welled up in my eyes as I retorted, "But you're wrong too! How

can you give me the silent treatment, Shawn Xenos?!"

I called him by his full name.

"I didn't," he cooed.

"You haven't reached out to me for the past few days."

"I had business to see to at Bryxton, and I didn't want to bother you, knowing you're sick. But I came rushing to

Eldham as soon as I wrapped things up, didn't I?" At that, he paused and caressed my cheeks with his fingers.

"Sorry, I forgot women tend to let their imaginations run wild. You must've had a rough few days."

Hearing that, I pursed my lips and bawled.

Never one to ever want to see my cry, Shawn hurriedly pulled me into his arms and soothed me. However, I still felt

sad, and my heart ached for him as well.

"I was in the wrong. I've neglected your feelings." I sobbed. "You can be mad at me; you can reproach and even yell

at me, but never give me the silent treatment! You make me feel devastated."

Shawn sighed. "You're such a fragile girl, babe."

"I'm upset, Xenos," I announced, leading him to chuckle under his breath.

"You're being rude again."

How can you still be in the mood to joke at this time?!

At that, I deliberately behaved unreasonably, shouting, "Xenos, Xenos, Xenos, Xenos, Xenos, Xenos. So what if I call

you Xenos? So what if I'm rude? What are you going to do about it?"

He sealed my lips and said in a muffled voice, "There's nothing I can do about you, is there? Be a good girl, babe,

and don't be mad at me anymore."

It was as though someone gave me a serious blow in the heart when he said, 'be a good girl', and I softened up at

once, choking with sobs in his arms.

"Actually, I'm really at fault." I sobbed.

It was me who upset him in the first place.

"Yeah, I didn't deal with it adequately either."

Shawn stepped down as soon as he was given an out.

"What time is it now?" I asked.

"Just entered the evening. Hungry?"

He sure knew me well.

I nodded. "Hungry."

He gave me a kiss on the lips and left the bedroom. I, on the other hand, wiped my tears away and put on a

nightgown before heading out to find him cooking.

At that, I leaned against the kitchen doorway and stared at him for a long while before asking, "How are your

injuries? Have the scabs started forming?"

"Yeah. No need to worry about them," he said.

Shawn cooked up a very simple meal, and as I ate at the dining table, he poured himself a glass of red wine at the

bar and drank leisurely.

I noticed he had been drinking a lot more lately.

At least, I would find him picking up a bottle himself.

After finishing the first glass, he poured himself another, then paused when he took a gander at the empty bottles.

"Is this your work of art?"

"It's Amy and James'."

"They came over?"

"Yeah, a couple of days ago. I didn't drink, nor did I dare to. They drank a few glasses, played some poker, and

headed off conscientiously."

They even helped me clean the kitchen.

At that, Shawn raised his chin to take a mouthful of red wine.

The interior of the spacious apartment was European-styled with a massive window wall. The Eldham sunset shone

in through the window, casting an amber layer on Shawn, making him look absolutely ravishing.

He drank at the bar as I ate at the table, and I couldn't help reminding him, "Stop drinking. Your injuries haven't

healed completely."

"Last one, Mrs. Xenos."

Sure, last one. He poured himself one glass after another after that.

Later, he unbuttoned his shirt when he started feeling warm.

I hadn't a clue how much he had drunk when he came slightly staggering in my direction and slumped onto the

couch. "It's warm in here," he said.

At that, I got up to remove his shirt, only for him to grab my hand just as I freed one of his arms, mumbling, "Don't

move, or I can't hold back."

Hold back on what?

It took me a second to register what he meant. "Scoundrel."

A chuckle escaped him as he said, "I'm going to take a nap."

With that, he shut his eyes while I removed his shoes and belt, hoping he would feel a little more comfortable.

I naturally knew he was upset, or he wouldn't drink this much. The question was what he was upset about. Had he

met with trouble?

"I didn't mean to snub you, Mrs. Xenos," he mumbled out of the blue as I felt his forehead.

"Hmm?" I quirked a brow.

"I just love you too much."

"But you've really made me sad," I said after a moment's silence.

"I'm sorry, babe…"

It was a very precious apology.

As I gave him a kiss on the corner of his lips, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at me with bewilderment.

"You stole a kiss."

How can he be so adorable?

"I didn't steal a kiss." I did it aboveboard.

"Give it back to me."

He had a pair of deep and good-looking collarbones, and the way he lay on the couch was absolutely alluring, not to

mention the way he riveted his gorgeous eyes at me had me intoxicated.

Drunken Shawn would be the death of me.

I glanced toward the bar and found the bottle of wine he had opened empty.

He was still somewhat aware of his surroundings after drinking so much. At least he didn't kick up a fuss.

"How should I give it back to you?" I asked while leaning on his shoulder.

"Close your eyes. I want to steal a kiss from you."

I obliged, and suddenly, a cool breath with a hint of alcohol brushed against the corner of my lips. At that, I took a

peek to find Shawn narrowing his eyes, saying, "What are you doing?"

He sounded far too innocent!

"What do you mean?" I asked in bafflement.

"Why are you peeking at me?"

"Because you're handsome," I answered.

"So? I'm not yours," he countered, to which I mumbled, "Whose are you then?"

"My Mrs. Xenos," he answered after some thought.

"Why did you steal a kiss from me then?"

"You stole a kiss from me first," the man mumbled and went out cold the next second.

I went to check the alcohol content of the wine to find that my dear husband had chosen one with a pretty high

alcohol content.

No wonder he's drunk. But this side of Shawn looks so adorable! So child-like.

With that, I went over to him and patted his face. "What is it?" He looked at me with lost and bleary eyes.

"Who am I?" I asked, to which he said, "Mrs. Xenos."

"Mrs. Xenos loves you."

…

I was woken up by a ringtone in the morning. It was a call from May. It wasn't anything important, really. It was just

that Amy had tendered her resignation letter and would be returning to Europe to take over the family business.

I had a feeling the Kings had given her an ultimatum, or it could be Ian as well.

Later, I ended the call after exchanging a few simple words with May.

Shawn wasn't in the bedroom, so I went out to find him sitting on the couch, reading the newspaper impassively. His

current lofty look was night and day to the adorable drunken man from the night before.

"What time did you wake up?" I asked with a smile.

"Just," he answered with his head turned to me.

"You got drunk last night," I related, causing him to narrow his eyes. "And?"

I didn't reveal it at once but went to him and leaned against his shoulder. "You were rambling nonsense last night,

and I even caught it on camera. Do you want to take a look?