My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 516

The three women kept referring to me as the shrew in Shawn's face. He narrowed his eyes and uttered coolly,

"Haven't you heard that beauty is in the eye of the beholder? I like a dominant woman. By the way, what are you

going to do if you lose?"

The race had already begun.

The brunette seemed to pick up on something. "Why do you keep asking us what we'll do if we lose?"

"Just curious," he replied.

One of the blondes answered, "What's the big deal? We'd only be out of the funds to get home, but a woman has

her ways of supporting herself. All we need is to find a man. We can easily gather the money for our plane tickets

again."

After a pause, she added, "Since you're so rich, you can lend us some money. We'll take charity, too!"

These women had no self-respect at all.

Shawn refused, "My wife won't agree to it."

"You're so scared of your wife."

He smiled in response. "I like it that way."

Why does he keep smiling at them?! Hasn't he done enough to seduce them?! I was fuming inside.

"Where are you from?" he asked casually.

"We're from Mossania."

"I didn't bring my passport with me," Shawn commented offhandedly. "I hope the local authorities don't find out

about this, or else they'll think my wife and I snuck into the country illegally."

"It's easy enough to deal with not having any money, but you're screwed if you don't have your passport. However,

it's fine. If we lost our passports, we could just let the local authorities check the arrival records at the airport

customs to confirm our identities. Then, they'll hand us over to the embassy."

These women had figured everything out before coming on their trip.

Shawn cocked his eyebrows. "Is that so?"

It was halfway through the race now, but the three women had completely forgotten about the bet they had

placed. They focused entirely on Shawn.

I couldn't stand seeing this, so I let go of Eins and Zwei. They surrounded Shawn, which stopped the three women

from asking any further questions, but they glared at me and called me a shrew again.

"At least I have more self-respect than you," I retorted.

"Why, you!"

The race was at its climax. I wasn't interested in watching since I already knew who would win, but I wanted to see

the look on the women's faces when they lost. Five minutes later, the race ended. The driver with the black car had

won the race, and the three women looked defeated.

"We lost everything."

Shawn hummed in acknowledgment. "I spoke with Garrett Lugo just now."

"Why did you talk to him?" the brunette asked.

"I told him I'll give him my winnings if he loses," he replied honestly.

"That's cheating!" the three women exclaimed.

"Yeah. We cheated," I said.

"You wanted to make us lose?! How could you do that, you crooks?! And to think we trusted you!"

"That's right. When you're rich, you can do whatever you want! Go ahead and expose us! No one will believe that

we bribed Garrett Lugo!"

I was in a good mood after taunting them, so I asked, "Do you even have any money left for food? If you don't, I

have some buns here, but they're just my leftovers. I'll feed them to the dogs if you don't want them."

"You've gone too far!"

Shawn ignored them and led me away before instructing the bodyguards behind him, "Make sure they lose their

passports."

He wanted to make sure they paid for their behavior.

No wonder he spoke to them about passports.

"They can still find their way home even if they lose their passports," I said quietly.

Shawn smirked. "True, but they'll still suffer in the process."

That was punishment enough.

He took me back to the fair, and we walked around. I bought quite a few trinkets and souvenirs. Later on, we went

to a nearby restaurant for dinner.

At night, I used the lateness of the hour as my excuse for not wanting to head back to the island.

Shawn obliged and booked us into a local hotel. All the linen was changed to new ones, and even the amenities like

towels and glasses were changed as well.

When I came out of the bathroom after my shower, I saw a lot of scented candles around the room and happily

asked, "Did you buy these?"

"Yeah. There's a place that sells them nearby."

He placed dozens of candles out on the balcony, which was lined with greenery.

He sat down and formed a heart shape with the candles. I was surprised as I didn't expect him to be this romantic.

I crouched down and asked, "Are there roses?"

Shawn passed me his phone.

"What is it?" I asked as I took it.

"Send a text to Waylen."

Waylen isn't here, though.

Still, I sent a text to Waylen, 'Get a bouquet of roses.'

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

I opened the door and saw a bodyguard holding out a bouquet of roses as he said respectfully, "Your flowers, Mrs.

Xenos."

I thanked him and took the flowers.

"How marvelous," I commented as I waved the roses at Shawn. "I'll light the candles, Sunny."

"You'll get bored after lighting up ten of them."

He knew me so well.

He began lighting up the candles after he was done setting them up, and I scattered rose petals inside the heart

shape. Once there was a thin layer of them, I went back inside the bathroom and drew a hot bath before scattering

the rest of the rose petals.

Then, I got a few bottles of milk and poured them into the bathtub. The bathwater didn't turn milky white, so I sent

Waylen a text. This time, it only took him three minutes to get it delivered to me as milk was easily found.

I poured half a case of milk into the bathtub.

The water was still warm. It was a relaxing temperature.

I ran to the balcony and dragged Shawn over to the bathroom. He allowed me to move him about.

I tiptoed and kissed his cheek before undressing him. "I don't think I've ever seen you taking a rose bath before."

He chuckled. "Is it fun?"

"It is. You should try it, Sunny."

I took off his clothes, and he settled into the bathtub. It must have been comfortable as his eyelids drooped slightly.

I got a stool and sat down to wash his hair for him. He had thick, luscious hair that had a light fragrance to it. It felt

good to run my fingers through his hair.

He was perfect in every single way.

His entire body was flawless.

After washing his hair, I went out and lit up the rest of the candles. Soon, the atmosphere on the balcony was warm

and romantic.

I took a blanket and lay on the couch to play with my phone. Soon, Shawn came out of the bathroom with only a

towel wrapped around the lower half of his body. I moved to free up some space for him. "Come and lie down

here."

He changed into a black silk dressing robe that exposed most of his chest.

Then, he sat down beside me and asked, "What are you playing?"

I was using his phone.

There was nothing on his phone that I couldn't see.

There was nothing on mine that he couldn't see, either.

"I'm making a Story on Instagram."

Shawn never posted an Instagram Story before.

"Is it like Twitter?" he asked in puzzlement.

"In a way. You've never used it before, huh?"

He bent over and saw the photo of us on the beach together. It was taken in the evening. Eins and Zwei were sitting

by our feet.

The dogs were with the bodyguards right now.

"Are you posting this photo?"

Shawn didn't like taking photos.

He would only oblige when I asked him to take one with me.

"Yeah. What text do you want to add?"