Chapter 502

Chapter 502

Troy and I made the trending topic once, and I could still recall how I accepted his bouquet of roses on

Amy's behalf. Of course, I knew him! Shouldn't Ian know about all of this? It seems like he's asking me

this question with some other motive. He's probably trying to probe me for some information!

'I know him,' I replied.

'Did you help him to woo Eve?' Ian asked. It was then that I realized what was going on—he was there

to investigate my innocence in this matter! 'I didn't do such a thing,' I replied after giving it some

thought.

'But I saw your account name in the list of rewards on Swan that day. I saw Sir Larson's account as

well. Both you and Sir Larson are on Eve's side! What should I do about that?!' Ian replied.

He's not divorced, so why is he asking about all these things? I thought. However, I felt some sympathy

for him as well. The poor guy… I finally managed to come up with an answer. 'Eve was the one who

told us to do it, and I just wanted to help her out… I do hope that you and Eve get together, Ian, but

you're not divorced yet… Eve doesn't seem like she wants to turn back around anytime soon either…'

'Are you saying that she doesn't want me anymore?' Ian asked. Isn't he the one who dumped Amy in

the first place? I thought. Ugh, romantic relationships are just too puzzling. I got out of my chair and

went over to curl up in Shawn's arms. As I responded to Ian with a voice note, I habitually ran my

fingers across Shawn's muscles. "I tried to help you, but I'm not that close to Eve, Ian. I can't say much.

I think you should sit down and talk with her."

Ian no longer replied to me after that. "Personally, I don't think Eve will get back with Ian," I told Shawn

in a firm tone.

"I know," he replied firmly. I was puzzled. "How did you know, Sunny?" The sun was warm, and I felt

myself getting sleepy as I lay in Shawn's arms. He positioned one arm on my waist as he explained

himself to me. "Just take a look at their personalities. Amy is egoistic and hard-headed. She wouldn't

want someone who doesn't want her or someone who has been with others."

"Do you think she cares about the fact that she would be Ian's second marriage?" I asked.

"Yeah. I'm sure she cares." Shawn massaged my waist as he spoke. "Try guessing why Amy would

pick Troy." I felt like Shawn was some higher being at that moment. "Do you know the answer?" I asked

with a hint of admiration in my voice.

"Troy is young and clean, and he doesn't have any scandals. The main difference is his age. Someone

of his age and status wouldn't be allowed to have any scandals, so he probably is extremely careful

about that. That's exactly what Amy wants. Perhaps she has been eyeing him for a while," Shawn

uttered.

"Is Amy sure about Troy already?" I asked.

"Yeah. She's just waiting to seal the deal." The sea breeze was cooling, and we could hear the waves

lapping against the shore. I rose from Shawn's arms and entered the ocean for a while before Shawn

got up and squatted on the wooden ledge in front of me. "I'll teach you to swim in a few days," he

uttered with a wide grin.

"It's not too deep here, so I can waddle around for a while," I replied. He nodded before going back to

scrolling my phone on the beach chair. "What are you watching, Sunny?" I asked from where I was in

the ocean. "I'm looking at the group messages and chatting with them." He's using my account to

chat… Fine. He can do what he wants. It's rare for him to do this, anyway, I thought.

I didn't feel like leaving the ocean, but I was worried that Shawn would get bored, so I got out of the

water and took off my bralette before placing it on the wooden ledge for it to dry under the sun. Shawn

shifted his gaze to look at me for a while, and I widened my eyes as I questioned him. "What are you

looking at? It's not as if you've never seen me like this," I replied.

"You sure are a daring one, Ray," Shawn replied. "I thought you were going to say that I was

shameless," I replied. "You're my wife, so it's not appropriate for me to use that term." Shawn lowered

his phone after that. "Are you hungry?"

"Not yet. Let me lie here for a while more before I prepare us a meal," I replied. I lay around for another

ten minutes before I went back to the hut and grabbed one of Shawn's white t-shirts. I then threw it on

and went down to the kitchen. I had my phone with me, so I revisited the group chat to see the old

messages.

Shawn hadn't said much—he simply used my style of typing to chat with them for a while more. I put

my phone away and prepared a meal for us.

Shawn couldn't take seafood, but fortunately, there were fresh vegetables and pasta that had been

prepared in the kitchen. I made a simple dish with pasta and some greens. I even made sunny side up

eggs since they had some eggs in the fridge. I took a large plate and filled it up with food for Shawn

before I prepared a smaller plate of food for myself.

When I went back to the hut, I found Shawn with his head lowered as he loosened the bandages on

himself. "Try this," I said while handing him his plate. "It's good," he replied after trying a mouthful of

food. I knew it was good, of course. I was good at cooking. When I was with Nicholas, I used to… I kept

denying my cooking abilities after I got a divorce from him. I subconsciously tricked myself into

believing that I couldn't cook. I was too depressed during that period. Well, that's all in the past now, I

thought.

I finished up my meal quickly, and then I watched while Shawn devoured his. He's so handsome. I bet

no one in this world has a better skin complexion than him. I leaned in to kiss him on the cheek, and he

froze for a moment. "Don't you have any self-control at all?" he teased.

"I just really like you." I spread my lips into a smile.

"Calm down. You look like you're about to eat me up," he replied. I smacked myself on the face

playfully. "Alright. I'll go out for some sun." I was worried that I would lose control and cling to Shawn for

too long, so I headed out to lie on the beach chair again. When I pulled my phone out to look at the

group chat, I saw that Emma had sent a screenshot of a 20 million transfer. 'My allowance for the

month from the husband. He promised it'll be a monthly thing,' she announced along with the picture.

'I'm jealous,' Amy replied.

'Are all pianists so rich? Is he transferring all his money to you so that you can manage his funds?'

Kevin asked.

'Didn't you just say that he's a calculative guy?' I replied.

'I never said such a thing. You guys were the ones who said that,' she replied. No one felt the need to

reply to her message after that. Any shows of romance were not entirely welcomed in the group since a

majority of them were single.

I was about to put my phone away went I received a message from Shawn. 'I don't think I've ever given

you an allowance, babe,' he wrote. I had my own money, and I didn't need more, but I appreciated his

offer. 'Are you going to give me some?' I replied with a smile.

'Yeah. How much do you need?' he asked.

'How's four million? You don't use much money, anyway. You can give me four million a month, and I'll

tell Gary to save it up for us,' I replied.

'Sure. I'll add another zero to that,' he replied. How much was four million with an additional zero? I

chuckled to myself. 'Why do you have to copy what others are doing? You're even more generous than

them. You sure have a lot of money to spare, huh?' I replied.

I recalled how he had used a branded watch that was worth millions in exchange for some cotton

candy. The rich can really do anything they want!

I lowered my phone before calling for him. "Shawn!"

"What is it?" he asked while stepping out of the hut. "Come here and sit in the sun with me," I said. He

obediently came over to rest beside me, and I wrapped my arm around his waist. "How many days will

we be here, Sunny?"

"We can go back to Bryxton when you're bored," he replied. I would never get bored as long as I was

spending time with him. I couldn't help but kiss him on the shoulder. He could tell that I was yearning

for him, so he bent down to kiss me on the lips. "It seems like you've been showing me a lot of love

recently," he commented.

"I always show you my love," I replied.

"Yeah, but you've been especially expressive recently, Mrs. Xenos. I'm finding it hard to resist you. My

insides are about to dry up…" I can't believe he's saying something so perverted! I thought. "Well, I'm

the devil who's here to suck you dry," I replied.