Fated to Love You Again (Shawn and Norah)

Chapter 167 Being Insanely Jealous

Chapter 167 Being Insanely Jealous

Norah Chase dared not to reply to this Ins message, nor did she dare to ask him why?

She was afraid that she would receive the same answer that had been repeated countless times

before.

Besides, a man's kiss could have numerous meanings: compassion, impulse, and desire...

She dared not expect anything anymore, nor did she dare to harbor any unrealistic fantasies.

That night, both of them stayed up late.

The next day, when Norah got up and went out, Shawn Lawson had already gotten up from the couch

and was busy in the kitchen.

The delicious smells wafted out from inside.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Norah went to open the door.

When she saw that the person standing outside was Matthew O'flagen, she paused for a while and Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

said, "Mat, why? Why are you here?"

"I knew that you were living alone here, and you sprained your ankle. It may be inconvenient for you,

so I considered bringing you some breakfast and taking you to the hospital by the way."

Mat answered calmly.

Norah touched her head, feeling anxious.

Just the thought of Shawn being inside made her feel overwhelmed.

"Mat, thank you. You... You are thoughtful."

Before Norah could finish her words, Shawn suddenly rushed over.

His voice was as cold as frost, "When did the police become so idle? They can even specially deliver

breakfast to others?"

Seeing Shawn, Mat was also surprised.

Then he realized that they were originally husband and wife. Perhaps because of an argument, Norah

had moved out.

Now that they had made up and were living together again, it was reasonable.

Suppressing his deep gaze, Mat responded gracefully, "When my friend needs help, I'm always willing

to extend a helping hand. However, since your husband is here, I won't disturb you any further!"

After saying that, Mat prepared to leave.

Norah looked at the breakfast in his hand, feeling touched, and immediately called out to him, "Wait..."

"If I'm not mistaken, you haven't had breakfast yet, right? Since we are friends, let's sit together and

have breakfast."

Shawn got angry first before Mat had a chance to react.

He had worked hard in the morning to make her some breakfast, but it turned out that it couldn't match

the breakfast Mat bought."

Shawn reached out and closed the door, and then dragged Norah into the room.

With a bang, the door was closed.

"Shawn, what... What are you...?"

Before Norah could finish her words, suddenly, Shawn held her head and sealed her lips.

"Mmm... Let go... Mmm... Let go of me," Norah struggled.

But the more she struggled, the harder Shawn kissed her.

"Shawn, have you gone mad?"

As Norah spoke, it gave him the opportunity to conquer her.

At this moment, Shawn was like a raging lion, desperately proving his existence, even if it meant

resorting to the clumsiest and the least pleasing approach.

But he didn't know that he was only pushing Norah further away from him this way.

When he finally let go, Shawn's eyes were bloodshot, and he was on the verge of losing control.

Norah, with a flushed face, lowered her head, softly sobbing. Her hair and clothes were in disarray.

Seeing her cry, Shawn's anger subsided a bit.

But the thought of her resisting his intimacy made him feel even more frustrated.

"Do you hate me that much?" he asked.

Norah lowered her head, tidying her clothes and hair.

After a while, she raised her head, and said with her soft and heartbreaking voice, "What do you take

me for? You only kiss me when you have sexual desire. I am a person with thoughts, not a tool for you

to vent on."

Ah, a tool to vent on?

She actually interpreted it that way.

At that moment, Shawn felt like a complete fool.

A sharp pain suddenly pierced his heart, and Shawn forced a cold smile, tugging at the corners of his

mouth, "Norah, no matter what I do, I can never compare to Mat in your heart, right?"

"You two are different individuals. There's no comparison between the two of you," Norah said.

He was full of her youth and her memories and was the most unforgettable lover in her entire life.

It was deep love, secret admiration, and also unspeakable love.

As for Mat, he was a very good friend, someone worth cherishing and treating seriously, and a friend

she couldn't easily lose.

Friends and lovers are completely separate entities. How can they be compared?

But, in Shawn's heart, those words took on a completely different meaning.

"Ah... No comparison?" he looked at Norah and murmured.

After saying that, he smiled forlornly and self-mockingly, "No comparison, you're right. I can never

surpass him in your heart. He is the most important, and I'm nothing."

He turned around and gradually walked away without stopping, leaving his tall figure.

For some reason, Norah always felt a sense of loneliness and sadness emanating from his back. But

what was he sad about?

Just as Shawn's silhouette was about to disappear, Norah called out, "Shawn..."

However, after uttering a single word, she stopped.

What could she get by saying it?

Even if she told him, "You're wrong. In my heart, you are the first," Would it change anything?

They missed each other a long time ago.

They were married for two years. Even if they didn't spend every day together, they still shared the

same bed.

For so long, the sparks of love were never extinguished.

But things happened.

Shawn had left, and Norah looked at the soup still cooking in the kitchen. She reached out and turned

off the stove, and then silently finished the soup.

As she left the house, she felt troubled.

Although the swelling on her feet had subsided to some extent, they still hurt a little.

And she was quite worried about being late as she left a bit late today.

But as soon as she reached the gate of the residential area, she saw Mat leaning against the car, and

his slender figure was particularly eye-catching.

Norah ran over, "You didn't leave? I thought you had gone."

"I saw your husband leaving and was afraid you would have trouble getting a taxi, so I decided to wait

for you."

"Thank you, Mat. You are always so considerate."

After getting into the car, Mat couldn't help but ask, "I'm sorry about what happened this morning."

Norah turned her head, looking at him in astonishment, "Why are you apologizing?"

"Because it seems like my presence caused a misunderstanding between you two."

Upon hearing that, Norah immediately shook her head, "No, it's not true, Mat. Don't overthink it. This is

between him and me, and it has nothing to do with you."

"Really." Afraid that Mat wouldn't believe her, she emphasized again.

"May I ask something?" Mat said.

"Yes." Norah nodded gently.

"Are there some conflicts and misunderstandings between you two?"

Misunderstandings?

It would be preferable if it were only misunderstandings. However, the issues between them couldn't be

explained by the simple word "misunderstanding".

There were too many things happening between them, and they missed a lot.

"Mat, I don't want to hide it from you." We do have a problem, and it's quite serious. There is a

significant rift between him and me, which cannot be bridged with just a few words, nor can it be

resolved easily."

"Well, do you still love him?"

Suddenly, Mat looked at Norah with his beautiful eyes, waiting for an answer.