Fated to Love You Again (Shawn and Norah)

Chapter 276 Shawn's Wicked Side

She didn't know what that woman was like.

However, she couldn't bring herself to say these congratulatory words to Shawn.

The wind grew stronger and the weather became colder.

Rain began to drizzle from the sky, making the night exceptionally quiet and beautiful.

Norah walked forward. But she didn't feel the cold in the cold night wind.

Instead, she felt that with the cold wind blowing, the tightness and oppression in her chest eased a little.

Seeing Norah approached, Anthony immediately opened the car door and held an umbrella as he quickly ran over.

He then held the umbrella over Norah's head and said, "Miss Chase, it's raining. Why did you come out like this? Get in the car. It's warm inside." "By the way, where is President Lawson?"

"He said he has some business to do now and might be a bit late."

"Alright, then Miss Chase, you can just wait in the car. President Lawson didn't bring an umbrella, so I'll wait for him at the entrance."

Norah nodded and said, "Okay."

The car was warm with hot air blowing.

Taking a deep breath, Norah hugged herself tightly. But no matter how tight she hugged, she still felt very cold.

It was not just ordinary cold. It was a kind of cold that came from within, chilling her entire heart.

After waiting for a few minutes, Anthony, with the umbrella, came back with Shawn.

Then, the car door was opened, and Shawn got in.

During the drive, Shawn was silent, neither of them spoke.

When they were about to arrive, Norah spoke up, "Anthony, you don't have to drive me home. Just stop at the traffic lights intersection." The car was filled with warm air, making her feel a bit suffocated.

It would be nice to have some fresh air in the cold breeze before heading home.

"President Lawson, what do you think...?" Anthony couldn't make up his mind and immediately looked at Shawn.

"Didn't you say that today was about to thank me and you would let me arrange everything?" Shawn looked at Norah. "Yes."

"Well then, I'm hungry," he said.

Norah was speechless.

"You just had a good meal, didn't you?"

Shawn nodded. "Yes, I had a good meal. But after the tour in that store, I'm a bit hungry now. I suddenly remembered the cake you made for me last time. I thought it was delicious. You wouldn't refuse, right?" Norah suspected that he was doing this on purpose.

He knew she wouldn't refuse him, so he deliberately said this.

"Which cake? I forgot."

"The one you made for me after we confirmed our relationship, before I went abroad. I know you haven't forgotten."

Shawn had blocked all her retreat paths.

"You can't treat me like this." Norah looked at him with a broken heart.

"So, were all your thanks to me fake?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Fine."

Since she couldn't win this argument, Norah finally compromised.

"Go to my place or go to yours?" he asked.

"Yours!"

She currently lived in Vivian's home. It wouldn't be appropriate for Shawn to go there all the time.

Besides, she rarely cooked there, and the cooking facilities were not complete.

Anthony immediately accelerated the car and drove towards Shawn's house.

A few minutes later, they arrived.

As soon as she got out of the car, she felt a bit cold.

Just when Norah rubbed her hands, Shawn put his coat on her.

"You promised to make me a cake. I don't want you to be frozen, and then I have to take care of you instead," he said playfully.

Then he strode ahead.

Norah held tightly onto the coat and didn't look ahead much. She ran with small steps, keeping her head down. Perhaps she was running too fast, suddenly her head collided with Shawn's back and hit right on his scapula. The bone was hard, so she felt a bit painful.

Rubbing her forehead, she immediately looked up to Shawn and pouted in a helpless manner, "You hurt me."

Shawn turned around, looking at her helplessly, and said, "Miss Chase, you ran too fast and didn't watch where you were going. Strictly speaking, I am the victim here. You should compensate me." "It's your fault. You suddenly stopped and I bumped into you, Norah argued.

"Even though I stopped, it's because you didn't see your way clearly. According to traffic rules, it's considered a rear-end collision. And the person at fault is always the one behind. So, you are the one at fault," Shawn argued.

"But I'm in a good mood today. So I'll only punish you by making two more cakes for me," he continued.

"Shawn Lawson, you..." Norah glared at him in anger.

Before she could finish her sentence, Shawn raised his finger and counted, "Three times, four times, or..."

Now, Norah had to accept her fate and said, "Fine, just two more times."

Shawn corrected her seriously, "Miss Chase, I said two more in addition to the one you were supposed to make. So, a total of three times."

Now Norah had every reason to believe that she was being taken advantage of.

Was it fun to tease her?

Why didn't he go tease his fiancee instead?

Thinking of his mysterious "fiancee," Norah touched her nose and felt a sourness in her heart.

With her head down, she bypassed Shawn and sped up.

But just as she took a few steps, he caught up with her from behind.

"Why are you walking so fast?"

"I feel cold."

Norah gave a simple answer and continued running ahead.

"Then let's run together."

As soon as he said that, Shawn grabbed her hand and they ran together.

When they arrived home and closed the door, Norah was about to take off his coat. But suddenly, he pulled her close to him.

"Let go of me. Didn't you say you're hungry and want to eat some cake? I'll make it for you now. Or it'll be too late to make them later. And it won't be good for digestion to eat cake late at night." "No rush," he replied.

In the next moment, he reached out and gently touched Norah's cheek with his warm palm.

Then his warm fingertips lightly roamed and kneaded her small, round earlobe.

"It's cold outside. And your ears are freezing. Let me warm them up for you."

"No need, the indoor temperature is high. So I'll feel warm soon," Norah said, trying to push him away. But in that instant, she felt a slight, tickling sensation on her earlobe.

Norah reached out to push him away, but in that instant, she felt a slight tickling sensation on her earlobe.

"What did you put on my ear? It's a bit itchy."

As she spoke, she instinctively reached out to touch it.

But she immediately felt something cold and small in Shawn's hand.

Shawn opened his hand, revealing another purple diamond earring in his palm. Under the light, it emitted a gentle and noble luster.

"I put it on for you," he said.

Norah reached out and took off the other earring, placing it in his hand. "Isn't this one of the private collections of the owner of that store? How did you get it? And, these earrings are so valuable. I can't accept them."

She admitted that she was pleasantly surprised to see the pair of earrings. But after the surprise, she felt even greater panic.

"I said if you can accept it, then you can take it," Shawn said.

As he spoke, he directly put the earring back on her ear.

Not only that, he also put the other earring on her.

"Shawn, I really can't accept something so expensive."

"Fine, if you don't want to accept it, just take it off and throw it in the trash."