Lindsey was in a drunken blur, but she showed her true heart. She was not even aware of how much she hurt Shaun.
At that time, Shaun went downstairs and was still in the neighborhood when he bumped into the girl who was walking towards him.
"Shaun? Why are you here?" Yvette Wendell was surprised and she unconsciously stroked her hair.
Yvette was wearing a pink sweatsuit and had her hair tied up into a double bun, looking like a teenage girl. Shaun's brisk steps paused for a moment. He did not expect to run into Yvette here.
On second thought, Yvette also lived here, so it was normal to run into her.
However, he was vexed and his face was glum. Thinking about how Yvette liked to cling to him, he looked irritated and coldly said, "I had something to do."
The cheerfulness on Yvette's face wilted. Although Shaun was impatient with her, most of the time, he would refuse her gently. He was never like this, which made him seem so unapproachable.
Yvette spoke, but the words came out rather dry. "What's wrong with you? I didn't provoke you."
She spoke with a natural upward tone, which sounded alluring and unbelievably aggrieved, but Shaun was not moved. "Ms. Wendell, I don't have time to play any games with you today, so please excuse me."
After he said that, Shaun went around Yvette to leave, but Yvette held his arm and was reluctant. “What happened? Who made you mad?”
"What does this have anything to do with you?" Shaun finally could not hold in his emotions and roared at her. Right after the words came out and seeing Yvette's dumbfounded look, he somehow felt sorry for her and spoke stiffly, "Ms. Wendell, we’re just business partners, so you don’t have to care so much about my personal life. It’s late. You should go back early."
He tried to pull away Yvette's hand, but she was holding onto him tightly and simply did not want to let go. After hearing his words, her expression did not change for the better, but tears instantly welled up in her eyes and she looked very pitiful.
"Why are you so fierce? I was just concerned about you. You didn’t say anything, so how would I know why you’re angry? How would I know what I can do to make you happy?"
Yvette was crying and yelling. Her eyes were sparkling as she looked at Shaun unblinkingly, looking naive and oblivious, which made Shaun suddenly recall the scene earlier.
He had reached out to unbutton Lindsey's shirt when the person lying on the bed suddenly murmured unconsciously and opened her eyes.
At that moment, Shaun was not sure if Lindsey was awake, but she looked at him steadily for a while and her eyes landed on his outstretched hand.
"Big brother." She spoke with some drunkenness. "I'm so sleepy. I'll do my homework later. Let me sleep for a little while longer."
Lindsey was so drunk that she could not tell the difference between now and then, overlapping the present with a certain image from her memory. What remained the same was her trust for Shaun.
She trusted him and believed that he would never do anything to hurt her. That was why she was so at ease.
Shaun’s arm remained mid-air and he no longer moved.
Some feelings lasted longer than love. If he retreated, their future was limitless, but one misstep could take them to a point of no return.
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