My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 502

Troy and I made the trending topic once, and I could still recall how I accepted his bouquet of roses on Amy's

behalf. Of course, I knew him! Shouldn't Ian know about all of this? It seems like he's asking me this question with

some other motive. He's probably trying to probe me for some information!

'I know him,' I replied.

'Did you help him to woo Eve?' Ian asked. It was then that I realized what was going on—he was there to investigate

my innocence in this matter! 'I didn't do such a thing,' I replied after giving it some thought.

'But I saw your account name in the list of rewards on Swan that day. I saw Sir Larson's account as well. Both you

and Sir Larson are on Eve's side! What should I do about that?!' Ian replied.

He's not divorced, so why is he asking about all these things? I thought. However, I felt some sympathy for him as

well. The poor guy… I finally managed to come up with an answer. 'Eve was the one who told us to do it, and I just

wanted to help her out… I do hope that you and Eve get together, Ian, but you're not divorced yet… Eve doesn't

seem like she wants to turn back around anytime soon either…'

'Are you saying that she doesn't want me anymore?' Ian asked. Isn't he the one who dumped Amy in the first place?

I thought. Ugh, romantic relationships are just too puzzling. I got out of my chair and went over to curl up in

Shawn's arms. As I responded to Ian with a voice note, I habitually ran my fingers across Shawn's muscles. "I tried

to help you, but I'm not that close to Eve, Ian. I can't say much. I think you should sit down and talk with her."

Ian no longer replied to me after that. "Personally, I don't think Eve will get back with Ian," I told Shawn in a firm

tone.

"I know," he replied firmly. I was puzzled. "How did you know, Sunny?" The sun was warm, and I felt myself getting

sleepy as I lay in Shawn's arms. He positioned one arm on my waist as he explained himself to me. "Just take a look

at their personalities. Amy is egoistic and hard-headed. She wouldn't want someone who doesn't want her or

someone who has been with others."

"Do you think she cares about the fact that she would be Ian's second marriage?" I asked.

"Yeah. I'm sure she cares." Shawn massaged my waist as he spoke. "Try guessing why Amy would pick Troy." I felt

like Shawn was some higher being at that moment. "Do you know the answer?" I asked with a hint of admiration in

my voice.

"Troy is young and clean, and he doesn't have any scandals. The main difference is his age. Someone of his age

and status wouldn't be allowed to have any scandals, so he probably is extremely careful about that. That's exactly

what Amy wants. Perhaps she has been eyeing him for a while," Shawn uttered.

"Is Amy sure about Troy already?" I asked.

"Yeah. She's just waiting to seal the deal." The sea breeze was cooling, and we could hear the waves lapping against

the shore. I rose from Shawn's arms and entered the ocean for a while before Shawn got up and squatted on the

wooden ledge in front of me. "I'll teach you to swim in a few days," he uttered with a wide grin.

"It's not too deep here, so I can waddle around for a while," I replied. He nodded before going back to scrolling my

phone on the beach chair. "What are you watching, Sunny?" I asked from where I was in the ocean. "I'm looking at

the group messages and chatting with them." He's using my account to chat… Fine. He can do what he wants. It's

rare for him to do this, anyway, I thought.

I didn't feel like leaving the ocean, but I was worried that Shawn would get bored, so I got out of the water and took

off my bralette before placing it on the wooden ledge for it to dry under the sun. Shawn shifted his gaze to look at

me for a while, and I widened my eyes as I questioned him. "What are you looking at? It's not as if you've never

seen me like this," I replied.

"You sure are a daring one, Ray," Shawn replied. "I thought you were going to say that I was shameless," I replied.

"You're my wife, so it's not appropriate for me to use that term." Shawn lowered his phone after that. "Are you

hungry?"

"Not yet. Let me lie here for a while more before I prepare us a meal," I replied. I lay around for another ten

minutes before I went back to the hut and grabbed one of Shawn's white t-shirts. I then threw it on and went down

to the kitchen. I had my phone with me, so I revisited the group chat to see the old messages.

Shawn hadn't said much—he simply used my style of typing to chat with them for a while more. I put my phone

away and prepared a meal for us.

Shawn couldn't take seafood, but fortunately, there were fresh vegetables and pasta that had been prepared in the

kitchen. I made a simple dish with pasta and some greens. I even made sunny side up eggs since they had some

eggs in the fridge. I took a large plate and filled it up with food for Shawn before I prepared a smaller plate of food

for myself.

When I went back to the hut, I found Shawn with his head lowered as he loosened the bandages on himself. "Try

this," I said while handing him his plate. "It's good," he replied after trying a mouthful of food. I knew it was good, of

course. I was good at cooking. When I was with Nicholas, I used to… I kept denying my cooking abilities after I got a

divorce from him. I subconsciously tricked myself into believing that I couldn't cook. I was too depressed during that

period. Well, that's all in the past now, I thought.

I finished up my meal quickly, and then I watched while Shawn devoured his. He's so handsome. I bet no one in this

world has a better skin complexion than him. I leaned in to kiss him on the cheek, and he froze for a moment.

"Don't you have any self-control at all?" he teased.

"I just really like you." I spread my lips into a smile.

"Calm down. You look like you're about to eat me up," he replied. I smacked myself on the face playfully. "Alright. I'll

go out for some sun." I was worried that I would lose control and cling to Shawn for too long, so I headed out to lie

on the beach chair again. When I pulled my phone out to look at the group chat, I saw that Emma had sent a

screenshot of a 20 million transfer. 'My allowance for the month from the husband. He promised it'll be a monthly

thing,' she announced along with the picture.

'I'm jealous,' Amy replied.

'Are all pianists so rich? Is he transferring all his money to you so that you can manage his funds?' Kevin asked.

'Didn't you just say that he's a calculative guy?' I replied.

'I never said such a thing. You guys were the ones who said that,' she replied. No one felt the need to reply to her

message after that. Any shows of romance were not entirely welcomed in the group since a majority of them were

single.

I was about to put my phone away went I received a message from Shawn. 'I don't think I've ever given you an

allowance, babe,' he wrote. I had my own money, and I didn't need more, but I appreciated his offer. 'Are you going

to give me some?' I replied with a smile.

'Yeah. How much do you need?' he asked.

'How's four million? You don't use much money, anyway. You can give me four million a month, and I'll tell Gary to

save it up for us,' I replied.

'Sure. I'll add another zero to that,' he replied. How much was four million with an additional zero? I chuckled to

myself. 'Why do you have to copy what others are doing? You're even more generous than them. You sure have a

lot of money to spare, huh?' I replied.

I recalled how he had used a branded watch that was worth millions in exchange for some cotton candy. The rich

can really do anything they want!

I lowered my phone before calling for him. "Shawn!"

"What is it?" he asked while stepping out of the hut. "Come here and sit in the sun with me," I said. He obediently

came over to rest beside me, and I wrapped my arm around his waist. "How many days will we be here, Sunny?"

"We can go back to Bryxton when you're bored," he replied. I would never get bored as long as I was spending time

with him. I couldn't help but kiss him on the shoulder. He could tell that I was yearning for him, so he bent down to

kiss me on the lips. "It seems like you've been showing me a lot of love recently," he commented.

"I always show you my love," I replied.

"Yeah, but you've been especially expressive recently, Mrs. Xenos. I'm finding it hard to resist you. My insides are

about to dry up…" I can't believe he's saying something so perverted! I thought. "Well, I'm the devil who's here to

suck you dry," I replied.