Chasing After My Beloved Wife

Chapter 64 Shawn, You Have Really Fallen

Inside the Richard family’s house, Xaria was still waiting for the news, but to no avail. She was so

anxious that she paced back and forth in the room. She looked up at the clock on the wall, and she got

even more annoyed. It was already noon. Besides, that person only needed to handle such a small

thing. Could he complete his task or not?

She heard a notification from her phone. She quickly lowered her head and looked at it. After that, her

anxious eyes lit up. After reading the news, she smiled.

“Joye, do you think that you can exchange that piece of meat in your womb for something from the

Richard family? Dream on!”

Inside the Red Sleeves private room, Shawn poured himself a glass of wine, but he did not drink it. His

usually charming features were frighteningly cold at this moment. His sinister eyes were only slightly

raised, it looked like they could shoot out knives. The women beside him were so scared that they

dared not breathe at all.

"I say, who are you trying to scare with that face? Since we are out, let’s have some fun."

There were two women, one on each of Connor’s sides. Their slender and beautiful hands were

rubbing against him. They were behaving very ambiguously, but his amorous eyes seemed to lack

interest. Ever since that day, he seemed to have lost his abilities. The thing he used to love doing in the

past was suddenly uninteresting to him.

He shook his head and drank the wine on the table.

He was the second young master of the Connor family, a man who could drive any woman insane.

How could he allow one person to scar him for life and affect his sex life?

“What are you two still waiting for? Hurry up and serve Mr. Richard and me well. Do you still want your

bags or not?”

With Connor’s request, the women who were a little bit scared were now more or less more confident.

They leaned towards Shawn’s side with their hands, and they clung onto his thighs like grinding little

demons as they advanced on him.

"F*ck off!"

Shawn pursed his thin and cold lips, and an oppressive cold air immediately made the temperature in

the room drop to a freezing point.

He narrowed his cold and sinister eyes and it was clear as day that he was displeased.

The two women first looked at each other, then helplessly turned to look at Connor.

“Oh my, don’t look at me. If Mr. Richard wants you two to f*ck off, then get lost.”

The smell of perfume in the private room faded by quite a lot, but Shawn’s expressions remained the

same.

“What the f*ck is wrong with you? Is it because of Joye again?”

"Do not mention her!"

His thin lips moved as he talked, but he couldn’t hide his anger. Connor shook his head. These days,

every time he came here to drink, it would always have something to do with Joye. Connor speculated

and as a bystander, was clear about the whole situation.

“I won’t mention her, but let me ask you something. Ever since Vivian came back, have you slept with

her?”

Now, he was mentioning Vivian. Shawn frowned and turned around to glare at him. Even though he

had stayed back in the villa he brought for Vivian, he had never touched her at all.

"Shawn, you are sick."

Connor placed the wine glass that was full of wine into Shawn’s hands with sympathy. He had not slept

with her even after so long. Either there was something wrong with Shawn’s body, or there was

something wrong with his heart.

The door of the private room was coincidentally pushed open, and Salmon walked in with a serious

expression. Shawn toned down the anger in his eyes a little, and his voice was indifferent. "Have you

sent them back?"

"I have."

"Boss..."

"What is it?"

“Back there… I heard the news from the hospital. Miss Leonard had a miscarriage.”

Silence ensued.

Shawn did not move after hearing that, but the muscles under his clothes continued to tense up. She

really aborted their child!

He thought of that scene he saw in the pizza shop, he remembered the smile on her face. The look in

his eyes turned into one that was as deep as the sea. Even Connor, who was right beside him, could

tell that the situation was very serious.

"Shawn..."

Bang!

Before he even started talking, the wine glass in Shawn’s hands landed heavily on the wall. The red

wine splattered like drops of blood and the wall was stained with what seemed to be red tears of grief.

After that, he stood up from the sofa and strode out of the room, his every fiber filled with hostility.

“Salmon, what is going on? Joye was pregnant? And then she had a miscarriage?”

Connor’s mind never stopped spinning. Could it be that Joye went to the hospital for an abortion?

Salmon sighed, he looked at the door with worry in his eyes. He had been with his boss for plenty of

years, and he had never seen him so angry before.

"Alas, Joye, you had better pray for yourself."

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Janina put down her mobile phone and tucked Joye in bed. "I ordered ten full bowls of tonic soup. Drink

two more bowls later. The doctor said that the wound will heal in three days."

After being taken care of so thoughtfully, Joye smiled, but every little movement agitated the wound

from her operation. She frowned from the pain then could only close her eyes and said, “Let me sleep

for a while.”

"Okay, I will call you when the soup arrives."

Janina closed the bedroom door and sat down on the sofa unhappily. It was Shawn who had caused

her to suffer such a great grievance. She would never let that scum get away with it!

Just as she was thinking about how to get her revenge and vent her anger, someone knocked on the

door.

“Impossible! Is it here already?”

Janina was surprised by the speed of delivery, and she trotted to the room to open the door. However,

when she saw the face of the person who was standing outside, she realized that the person standing

outside was not the delivery guy, but Shawn. Then, the smile on her face disappeared and was

replaced by a furious glare that was filled with hatred.

"What are you doing here? You are not welcome here!"

As she spoke, she was going to close the door. Even if she wanted to take revenge on Shawn, she

could not do that with Joye around, as that would only make her sadder.

Shawn's long and slender hand blocked the door frame that was about to close. His expression was

frighteningly gloomy, and Janina was somewhat frightened. However, she did not back down. "What

else do you want? You are always showing off your love with your mistress in front of Joye. Have you

ever thought about her feelings?"

"F*ck off!"

Shawn acted as if he did not hear her accusation. He pushed the door open with force,

and Janina could not withstand the man's strength. Her foot slid across the smooth floor tiles but she

still tried to block the door to prevent the man from coming in.

“Shawn, no one is as shameless as you.”

“Don’t let me say this for the third time. F*ck off!”

"I won’t!"

Seeing how she was still refusing to let go, he released his big hand, and the resistance on the door

disappeared at once.

"Joye needs to rest now. We should talk about it only when she gets better."

She had deliberately lowered her voice, but the door of the bedroom still opened. Joye stood at the

door with a pale face. Her eyes landed quietly on Shawn’s face as if she was looking at a stranger.

Shawn felt annoyed by her gaze. He went up and grabbed her arm. “Joye, do you really want a divorce

with me that badly so that you can be with Yvon?!”

The thought of Yvon accompanying her to abort their child angered him, and he increased the strength

of his grip. Joye was already weak, so when Shawn grabbed her arms tightly, her body started to sway.

“Shawn, let go of Joye.”

Janina wanted to help her, but she was stopped by Joye’s gaze. Her pale lips were lifted up, and her

eyes turned quieter. “Yes, all I want is to have nothing to do with you.”

She did not want to love this man so miserably anymore.