Chapter 49
“Mr. Ludwig, that’s really insulting!” Quinci pouted, tears streaming down her face.
Jeffrey stepped in, taking Quinci’s hand. “Quenci, let’s get out of here!”
Shawn’s voice was cold as ice. “Apologize.” He had no intention of letting them leave. Just as Jeffrey was about to argue further, the bathroom stall door creaked open.
A long–haired girl peeked around, then scurried over to Matt. She whispered hesitantly, “Ms. Lane was definitely in the wrong here.” When she said that, everyone looked at her.
Matt wrapped an arm around her waist, his tone affectionate. “Sweetie, what exactly happened?”
The girl glanced at Quinci, snuggling closer to Matt before speaking. “Ms. Lane kicked over the water bucket on purpose and pulled Ms. Riley, making her fall. She wanted to embarrass Ms. Riley in front of everyone.”
Shawn’s expression turned icy, his gaze flicking to the wet patch on Lindsey’s chest, then back to Quinci. His eyes could have cut through steel. Everyone’s gaze fell on Quinci, even Jeffrey asked in disbelief, “Quenci, is what she says true?”
Quinci gritted her teeth, her body trembling slightly. “Jeffrey, you’re doubting me too?”
Jeffrey’s heart softened. “No, I’ve always believed in you.”
Quinci seemed comforted, looking at the long–haired girl with a slight pout. “I just met Ms. Riley today. Why would I do that?”
The girl lowered her head, rummaging through her bag for a green scarf. She approached Jeffrey, offering it to him. “Mr. Yarnell, this is for you.” Then she hurried back to Matt’s side.
Some people caught on, murmuring appreciatively, “Oh.”
Jeffrey, holding the scarf, looked from Quinci to the long–haired girl, utterly confused. “I have a girlfriend,” he declared firmly. Everyone’s lips twitched. ‘What a strange logic!‘ someone thought.
Someone clapped Jeffrey on the shoulder. “Hey buddy, how about we go to Meadowland sometime? Heard the grass there is pretty green.”
Jeffrey was puzzled. “Just grass? What’s fun about that?” He shook his head, wondering, ‘When did they change their tastes? Isn’t Quevilla or Aldsnow more appealing?
Seeing Lindsey’s face turn pale, Shawn scooped her up into his arms. “We’ll settle this later.” He carried Lindsey past the crowd to a room upstairs.
He gently laid Lindsey on the bed, then knelt to remove her shoes. “Wait for me a moment,” he said, fetching the first aid kit and ice pack. He tenderly treated the injuries on her feet.
Lindsey felt touched, sitting up. “I can do it myself.”
Shawn gave her a stern look. “Lie still.”
Lindsey didn’t dare resist and timidly lay back, her face burning more than her now–numb foot. Shawn held her ankle, gently massaging it while carefully applying ice.
Lindsey had a pink heart–shaped birthmark on her ankle, captivating Shawn’s attention. After a moment, he quietly thought, ‘After all these years, she’s still so endearing
Shawn’s gentle touch must have been too soothing; Lindsey drifted off to sleep. When she woke up, it was already eleven PM. The sound of running water from the bathroom caught her attention, piquing her curiosity.
The bathroom door opened, and Shawn stood there in just a robe. Seeing Lindsey’s wide, round eyes staring at him, he paused, clearly surprised by her unexpected awakening.
“Hungry?” he asked with a smile. Lindsey nodded dumbly; she had only eaten a little at the steak restaurant with Quinn that afternoon and was now quite hungry.
Shawn stepped onto the balcony to make a call. Soon, steaming hot food was delivered. Shawn picked up a plate and naturally brought the spoon to Lindsey’s mouth. “Open up,” he said softly.
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Chapter 49
Lindsey froze, her expression one of disbelief. ‘Is Shawn feeding me himself?‘ she thought. She knew they were pretending to be a couple but couldn’t bring herself to remind him at that moment.
She savored his kindness, almost getting lost in it. Shawn raised an eyebrow. “Not eating? Want me to try another way?”
‘Another way?‘ she thought. Before Lindsey could react, Shawn took a sip of the soup. A shiver ran down her spine. “No, no, I can do it myself,” she stammered, recalling movie scenes where the hero is unconscious and the heroine feeds him.
Trying to take the plate from Shawn, he dodged. “This is seafood soup. You have a foot injury, so I prepared something milder for you.”
His gaze shifted to another plate of pumpkin soup. ‘So, I misunderstood just now?‘ she thought, feeling embarrassed. Still hesitant, she asked, “Then what did you feed me earlier?”
“Pumpkin soup.”
Lindsey looked down; the spoon lay quietly on the plate. Already feeling awkward, she blurted out, “What was the other way you mentioned?”
Shawn leaned closer, smiling. “Are you sure to know it?”
Without waiting for an answer, he kissed her. Lindsey’s mind spun. ‘I had a feeling this would happen!‘ she thought, dazed throughout the kiss. Lindsey remained dazed throughout.
When Shawn finally released her, she was still dizzy, their eyes meeting. Her heart raced so fiercely it felt like it might leap out of her throat.
In a fluster, she gulped down the entire plate of soup. Licking her lips, she noticed something odd. “Why does this pumpkin soup taste salty?”
Shawn chuckled. “Because you’re drinking from my plate.”
“Ah?” Lindsey checked her own untouched plate, her head hanging lower in embarrassment.
Seeing she hadn’t looked up for a long time, Shawn couldn’t help but ask, “What are you looking at?”
“I’m looking for a crack in the floor,” Lindsey mumbled.
Shawn shook his head with a sigh, then walked to stand in front of her. “Am I not more interesting to look at than the floor?”
A large shadow loomed over her, making Lindsey’s heart race even faster. In a moment of impulsiveness, she blurted out, “You’re like a big bad villain!”
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