Fated to Love You Again (Shawn and Norah)

Chapter 37 Go for Divorce

Chapter 37 Go for Divorce

After speaking, Norah looked at him with wide eyes.

She didn't lie. She really wanted him to send her back.

Shawn seemed a little surprised but soon returned to normal. He reached out and rubbed her hair, with

his soft voice being like coaxing a child, "Don't be self-willed. I'll go home to accompany you at night."

"Okay." Norah nodded, "Then Anthony."

She didn't ask or make any noise.

She was really well-behaved and didn't say a word of resistance.

Anthony quickly sent Norah home. But he didn't know, Norah didn't even open the door. As soon as he

left, she hitched a ride away.

Norah went to Crush.

Crush was a pub opened by Ivan. She had been here several times with Shawn before.

It was big inside and it was furnished and decorated in the style she liked. Besides, it was not as noisy

as the bar but rather quiet.

There are often people performing on the stage here. Accompanied by guitar or piano, they would sing

soft songs, which she liked.

Norah found a place closest to the stage to sit. Sitting there, her gentle little face was immersed in the

soft light, with one hand resting on her chin, listening to the music quietly.

She didn't know what she was going to do but she just didn't want to go back.

She was not a canary. Why should she obey him?

Why did he let her go home and she would obediently return to the cage?

After drinking two cups of hot water, Norah lay on the table, feeling more and more groggy.

Maybe it was too quiet there or she was too tired, so she just fell asleep.

When Shawn came home, he found that the room was all dark and not a single light was on.

Turning on the lights in the living room, he didn't find Norah's figure in the whole room.

Finally he frowned and called.

All he hears is, "Sorry! The subscriber you dialed is power off. Please retell it later."

He immediately called Anthony, "You'd better give me an explanation. Where is Norah?"

"What? Mr. Lawson, isn't Mrs. Lawson at home? I've already sent her home."

"I've searched the whole house. There's no one here." Shawn's tone was almost choppy with anger.

"Mr. Lawson, don't worry. I'll get people to find her right away."

Norah didn't remember how long she had been lying on the table. Suddenly someone pushed her and

woke her up.

Only then did she open her sullen eyes and looked at the person in front of her sleepily, "Ah, what's

wrong?"

"Sorry miss, we're already closed."

"Closed?" Norah looked at him suspiciously, "I remember Ivan said this shop is open 24 hours a day!"

The man responded very quickly, and immediately said, "Yes, yes, miss. Call me anytime if you need

to."

They used to be open 24 hours, but recently changed their business hours.

It must be unusual for someone to know them so clearly, and to know that the big boss behind them is

Mr. Holland, who can even call Mr. Holland by his name.

Thinking of this, the man immediately called Ivan, "Mr. Holland, you have a friend in the store. She

seems to be in a very bad state. Would you like to come over?"

"My friend?" Ivan wondered.

Actually his friends rarely went to this pub. They all went straight to the bar. Who can that be?

"You send me a photo of the guest."

"Okay Mr. Holland, wait a moment please."

When receiving a photo on his phone, Ivan immediately widened his eyes, almost in disbelief.

Luckily he was nearby, only ten minutes away.

When he was sure that the person lying on the table was indeed Norah, he immediately called Shawn,

"Your wife is at my place?"

"What?" Shawn was also incredulous.

"Not in the bar. She is in Crush."

"Look at her, I'll come right over."

When Shawn arrived, Norah was still sleeping on the table.

Ivan was sitting at the table on the other side. Seeing him coming, he stepped forward directly, "Let's

have a talk."

"Next time." Shawn refused simply and directly.

Walking in front of Norah, he bent down and hugged her whole body directly in his arms.

Feeling the warmth and being falling asleep, Norah didn't open her eyes. She only moved her body

slightly, and quickly found a comfortable position in Shawn's arms and fell asleep again.

It was late at night when he went out the door, and it was a little cold outside.

The wind blew chilly.

Shawn took off his coat and put it on Norah.

When they got home, it was already early morning.

Just as Shawn was about to put Norah on the bed, she acted like a spoiled child, not letting go of his

neck at all, and still hugged him tightly.

"Shawn."

"Huh?" He responded immediately, thinking that Norah was calling him.

"Shawn, you asshole. You couldn't take your eyes off her at all, right?"

"Bastard, why do you want a divorce?"

"You know what? Actually, I don't want to..."

Norah fell asleep again before she could finish her words.

Only then did Shawn get off her arm and put her on the bed.

Touching the soft big bed, Norah turned over.

This turning over made Shawn see the wound on her ear at a glance. Although the scab had formed,

he could still see the red blood on the scar at a glance.

She was clearly wearing earrings the other day. At that time, her earlobes were white and cute.

When was she injured?

Why did he know nothing?

Putting some medicine on her ears, Shawn lay down beside her after taking a bath.

When Norah got up the next day, she saw Shawn next to her at a glance.

For a long time, she was completely confused.

She remembered that she seemed to go to Crush yesterday. Then, for some unknown reason, she fell

asleep there.

Why did she wake up at home today?

Shawn just woke up when Norah finished bathing and changed her clothes.

"Well, go wash up. I would like to have a talk with you later." Norah took the initiative to speak.

"Ok."

Shawn nodded. His attitude was as calm as ever, which didn't seem to have the slightest emotional ups

and downs.

Norah went downstairs first. She prepared the divorce settlement, ID card, and some required

documents. It had been delayed for a few days, and they should have divorced long ago.

After finishing this, she looked down at the ring on her hand.

The words Lilian said that day still appeared uncontrollably in her mind,"Norah, the ring on your hand

was custom-made for me by Shawn, and the size of the ring is also specified by my hand. You will

naturally feel tight when you wear it."

Shawn was wearing a black shirt. After being married for so long, he usually wore white or blue shirts

and rarely wears black ones.

But it is undeniable that no shirt of any color can stop his charm.

After breakfast, Norah put the ring in front of Shawn and asked him, "Do you know what size the ring is

on my hand?"

"Number 10."

His answer came out of his mouth without thinking at all.

Norah smiled.

She quietly put her hands under the table and took all the strength of her body to remove the ring.

When the ring was taken off, her hand was already broken, and it quickly became red and swollen.

However, she felt no pain.

Because her heart hurt the most.

Holding the ring in her other hand, she put all the prepared documents in front of Shawn, "Let's get a

divorce at two o'clock in the afternoon!"