My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 578

Chapter 578 I Enjoy It

The rain was refreshing, and the man was as gentle as the wind breeze. Hearing Shawn's offer made me stretch out my arms to hug his waist. Then, he returned the hug and caressed my head gently. He looked like he was coaxing a child.

In a crying voice, I sobbed, "I didn't bring my passport."

"Mr. Briar is sending it over."

I beamed in contentment. "Thank you." Thank you for always reassuring me. Thank you for always bringing me surprises. Thank you for never despising me as a burden. Most importantly, thank you for being aware of my expectations. Then, I added, "Will I cause you any inconvenience, Shawn?"

After a gentle tug on the hem of his suit, Shawn released me and stared at me with his unclouded gaze. "No, you won't."

"Okay, I'll tag along for your sake, then."

He broke out into laughter upon hearing my statement. "Thank you, Ray."

He is trying to save my pride! Then, I greedily clung to his arm as Shawn brought me into the airport and away from the rain outside. Approximately 20 minutes later, Waylen came with my passport. "Mrs. Xenos, these are your passport and your flight ticket. Please keep them carefully."

Waylen had always been trustworthy at handling matters.

"Thanks for making the trip for me."

He returned me a smile and said, "Don't worry about it."

Five minutes later, Shawn brought me along to board the plane. Before I switched off my phone, I reminded Anthony, "I won't be in Bryxton for a while, so don't send the documents there. You can settle them yourself."

Previously, the documents left in Bryxton that I didn't have time to process were passed to the assistant, and there had never been a problem. However, a few days ago, I instructed the assistant not to be involved in Xenos Solutions-related matters and to handle Felix Corporation instead. Consequently, I was the only one who could process the documents. If I left the office, there was no doubt my work would continue to pile up over time. Without a choice, I passed them to Anthony.

"Got it. I'll make sure to process the documents."

On the other hand, the flight took off at 7.09AM due to a slight delay. It was no longer raining, and the sun emerged from the clouds after the rain, resembling a golden ray of light blooming amidst the clouds. I felt as if we were entering a special effects studio. It was beautiful and dazzling.

I couldn't help but be in awe when I withdrew my gaze and looked at the man beside me. We were seated in the business class, so he was lying down and catching up on sleep with a thin blanket over his body. He would always lie straight and face the ceiling when he slept, but when I lay beside him, he would always sleep sideways and hug me all night.

Then, I tucked the blanket's corners under his body and gazed out the window at the early morning

light. As long as I was with him, I didn't care if he was sleeping, awake, talking, or too busy to entertain me. I was content as long as I was by his side.

Since Shawn held a special place in my heart, the thought of being separated from him, even for a moment, was unbearable.

Since the flight from Bryxton to France took more than ten hours, I lay down and tried to catch some sleep after 20 minutes. By the time I woke up, it was already nine hours later. Shawn had already woken up and was going through the documents that he had brought along with him. I didn't bother him but merely watched him silently. He appeared to be deeply engrossed in his work and didn't realize that I was awake, but after a while, he noticed something was off.

So, he turned sideways to look at me, and he smiled. "No wonder you weren't moving anymore."

"What?" I asked doubtfully.

"You didn't toss, turn, or blabber, so I figured you must have woken up."

I was taken aback by Shawn's statement. "Do I blabber in my sleep?"

"You've been sleep-talking."

"What did I say?"

I lay on the seat, not wanting to get up, so I continued talking to him in the same posture. He withdrew his gaze and explained in a low voice, "I'm not sure. Your words are jumbled up when you sleep-talk.

Are you hungry? I'll ask the stewardess to get you some food."

"Not yet. Since when were you awake, Sunny?"

"I just woke up."

I knew he had always been busy, especially these days. Shawn usually only slept on the plane and would be processing documents as soon as he had time. I was worried about distracting him, so I quickly shut my eyes.

"What are you doing?" he suddenly asked.

"Go ahead and continue your work. I'll get some more sleep."

"Okay. Call me if you're hungry."

I felt like I had exclusive access to a privilege. The man's affection and attention were reserved exclusively for me; no one else was given such special treatment. At that moment, I remembered LG's final words to me. The man beside me was clearly out of her league, and I relished every moment of his tenderness that no one else could have in their entire life.

Suddenly, I felt like a miracle had dawned upon me. The love that Shawn and I shared was distinct from the love shared by other couples. Our relationship was far too perfect, but it was genuine. Before I met Shawn and was married to Nicholas at the time, I could never have dreamed that my life would turn out to be so perfect. I never imagined that a man could overindulge me, nor did I anticipate that my relationship would be more perfect than a movie. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Still, would he get tired? Would he get fed up with tolerating me all the time?

I sighed, but he heard it and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Hmm?" I turned over and hummed.

"What are you sighing for? What were you thinking?"

Shawn knew me inside out. So, I answered, "I'm thinking about our relationship."

"Hmm?" He raised a brow.

Shawn's gaze was still on the documents while I rested my head on my palms and sighed, "Compared to the past, today's society is fast-moving. The same goes with relationships, but we… Sunny, the love you give me seems sweeter than the ones in movie scripts." I paused and added, "In life, avoiding talking about trivial matters is impossible. We may not have disputes over money, but it is important to keep the relationship going and learn how to manage a marriage. You never made me sad during our relationship, choosing to put up with me instead. This makes me feel like you're not the Sunny you used to be. Instead, you became even more perfect than the male movie lead. You're the perfect husband, Sunny. I like how perfect you are, but I also like the imperfections that you carry. You're allowed to be emotional sometimes. I don't know what I'm trying to say, but I want to tell you that in a marriage, the emotions of both parties are equally important. Since you can understand and tolerate my feelings, I can do the same for you, but you never… I don't want to continue requesting it from you. I hope I can also become someone you can rely on."

After hearing that, he placed his document down and looked at me sideways. Then, he asked in a low

voice, "Are you trying to discuss marriage with me, Ray?"

"It suddenly popped into my mind."

"I was never in a relationship," he replied.

"Why would you suddenly bring that up?" I chuckled.

I knew that about him.

"I had never been in a relationship with a woman, not even a mere hug. I know many refuse to believe how someone like me at such a high status could stay abstinent from women, but I'm not. Sadly, I haven't met someone I wanted to spend my life with. That's why I remained single until you came into my life… I've never felt such a warm ray of light like you, Ray. That's why I used to be fearless in the dark."

On the other hand, Rudy said something similar to me a few days ago.

"I used to think that everything I did was for my career, but it didn't bring me joy. I thought this was how I would spend the rest of my life. Even if I were to get married and start a family later, it would still be nothing more than the obligations I needed to fulfill. Your appearance… It taught me how to feel joy, fear, anxiety, and other emotions. That's how I know I've finally become a human with flesh and blood. You were the one who injected hope into my system… Even though it may sound formal, I want to say that the trivial matters you mentioned or how I tolerate you unconditionally are things I can do within my

power. Besides, I've encountered death multiple times, so I know how lucky it is to be alive. A man who has experienced life and death knows how to cherish life." He added, "Besides, I enjoy it."

Shawn had a sophisticated level of thought. He claimed that unconditionally accommodating and pampering me was because he cherished his existing life, and by doing those things, he felt joy.

"You're making me fall harder for you."

"Mhm. I know," he replied nonchalantly.

"You must know I'm your wife now, so I hope you can always come to me if you're upset."

"Okay. My wife is the best!"

I couldn't hold my laughter upon hearing Shawn's statement. "Okay. Go on and continue with your work, then."

After that, I closed my eyes briefly before opening them again. I noticed he was immersed in his work again, so I looked out the windows. It was foggy outside, but I figured we would arrive at our destination around noon due to the time difference between Bryxton and France.

Nonetheless, there are still three or four hours until our arrival! What is Shawn going to do there? Whatever it is, I will not interrupt him. That's right; Robert had returned to France. Should I pay him a visit? After all, when he left… I have been reflecting on myself. However, I am terrified of him. I must reevaluate my relationship with him and work on mending fences.

At that thought, I decided to wait until Shawn was occupied with work before meeting Robert. I also

forgot to respond to Rudy, even though I was confident he knew what I had decided. Perhaps, I should call him when we landed.

When it was mealtime, Shawn asked me whether I wanted to eat again. I shook my head and replied, "I'm not hungry. Later when you go to work, I'll meet Robert. I may have offended him a few days ago."

"What happened?"

"He thinks I'm pretentious to him."

"Yeah. He's sort of paranoid."

"Still, we—" I hesitated to continue.

"I trust you'll be able to settle the matter," Shawn suddenly commented.

"I haven't even started doing anything."

With a determined gaze, he uttered, "Robert longs for warmth, so he won't reject your effort to make amends. This is all you need to know."

"Will you be busy later?" I inquired.

"Yeah, but I'll come and pick you up tonight."