Chasing After My Beloved Wife

Everyone was preparing to have breakfast downstairs. Seeing that Joye had not come down, Baird couldn't help but glare at Shawn beside him.

"Where's Joye? Why isn't she coming down for breakfast? Get her now."

"Dad, she wants to sleep in. Why must you ask Shawn to wake her up?"

As she spoke, Xaria glanced at the servant and signaled for the servant to call Joye down. However, Baird stopped the servant, "He sinned, so he should do it instead." Shawn stood up indifferently and went up to the second floor.

Walking to the door, he took out an exquisitely packaged pill from his pocket. He had lost control last night and had accidentally left his seed in her.

His hand froze on the handle of the door momentarily as he stared at the pill in his other hand. After a few seconds of hesitation, he stuffed it back into his pocket.

As soon as Joye came out of the dressing room, the door was pushed open from the outside. She thought it was a servant and didn't expect to see Shawn leisurely leaning against the door frame. In an instant, her eyes turned cold.

It seemed that what had happened a night ago meant nothing to him.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm just here to call you down for breakfast."

He spoke casually before heading downstairs in his indoor slippers.

After tidying herself up, she went downstairs and into the dining area. When Baird saw her, he immediately smiled brightly.

"What time did you come home last night? Did you sleep well?"

Although the funeral was grand, he knew he could never make up for the loss she had suffered.

"She slept well."

Shawn raised his head and answered after taking a sip of his soup. The corners of his mouth lifted, causing Joye to clench her fists under the table.

"That's good to know. Sometimes, sleeping makes things easier," Baird said with a smile.

Joye knew that he was referring to her family, but she couldn't help but remember the scene in the bathroom from the night before.

"Grandpa, Leonard Group has been busy, so I rented an apartment next to the company. I am planning to move in today, so I don't have to spend so much time traveling. Is that okay?"

She couldn't act as nothing had happened like Shawn nor face him. She was afraid events from the previous night would happen again. She didn't want to be physically involved with him. She was afraid that she would fall for him again.

"Are you saying you want to move out?"

Baird put down the utensils in his hands, and the air suddenly became heavy and silent. Everyone in the family knew that Baird wanted the whole family to live together as he liked the liveliness of being together.

Baird sighed before saying, "I see where you are coming from. It's better to use your time wisely than to waste it away."

Baird glared at Shawn as he spoke before returning to his loving self.

"Go ahead and move. But I'm worried you won't have anything to eat. Why not have Sherry move in with you? She could clean the house and fix your meals."

No one said anything.

Xaria was so mad that she was trembling. She didn't expect Baird to agree so readily and even arrange a maid for Joye.

When she married into the family and suggested moving out with Maisie, Baird pulled a long face and told her, "Over my dead body."

How did Joye make Baird dote on her so much?

"Do you all have any objections?"

Baird's sharp gaze swept across the crowd before landing on Shawn's face. It was apparent that he was warming Shawn, forcing him to speak or he would have to suffer the consequences. "Whatever. I still have something to do. I'm leaving now."

After putting down the half-eaten food, Shawn stood up and raised his eyebrows as he looked at Joye. There was a touch of anger in his expression.

"B*stard!" Baird scolded.

Seeing that Shawn was indeed leaving, Baird snorted with di

satisfaction, but he quickly went soft again. "Joye, I know you need some time to readjust. Don't worry about living outside. I'll support you."

"Thank you, Grandpa."

Joye knew that Baird had always doted on her since she married into the family. But the more affectionate he was, the more uncomfortable she felt.

After having some of the breakfast, she went upstairs to pack her things. Before she could fill her luggage, Xaria's unpleasant voice sounded from the opened door. "Joye, don't think you can do whatever you want just because Dad dotes on you!"☐☐☐☐☐