Chasing After My Beloved Wife

Feeling Shawn's hesitation, Vivian raised her head with tears in her eyes. If anyone saw her pale face, they would feel pity for her.

"It doesn't matter whether you can accept me or not, but Dalton is innocent. His only wish is to have his father. Shawn, don't you pity our child?"

The humble pleading made Shawn swallow hard. He couldn't help but think of Dalton's pitiful look when hugging him tightly. His heart softened once again. "I promise you. I will try my best to make it up to Dalton."

"As long as Dalton is happy, I will be satisfied. Thank you."

Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Vivian let go of his waist. Seeing that she was back to her gentle self, he withdrew his frown and eased up. "I'll go back with you to accompany Dalton." "Thank you, he will be very happy to see you."

When the car started again, Vivian turned to look out of the window with a faint smile on her face.

Shawn had never changed in the past few years. No matter how powerful the threat he faced, he would never take it seriously. But he was weak to gentleness.

She vowed to slowly make him come back to her!

The Rolls-Royce stopped at the gate of the villa. Vivian took out an exquisite toy from her bag and stuffed it into Shawn's hand. "Last time when I was shopping with Dalton, he fell in love with this. If you tell him that you bought it for him, he will be happy for sure."

Shawn lowered his head to look at the magic dinosaur egg in his hand. His gaze was even more complicated and he also felt guilty.

She withdrew her gaze and pushed the door open with a smile. Upon hearing the sound of the door opening, the tiny figure inside rushed towards her and shouted merrily, "Mom! Mom!" "Dalton, look who's here."

Vivian smiled and put him down. She turned her body to reveal Shawn, who was following behind her. Dalton's eyes were shining with excitement and a trace of caution. "Dad, I thought you didn't want me anymore."

Shawn's entire body trembled. He couldn't find any words to describe his current mood. He could only take a step forward and squat down until he was Dalton's height. His gaze softened, and even his voice had become unprecedentedly gentle.

"How could I not want you?"

He only found out that he had a son with Vivian when he met Dalton the night before. It turned out that Vivian had gotten pregnant when they separated from each other. Dalton was already three years old. "I'm afraid that you would disappear by dawn like the people in the books."

Dalton whispered as he tugged on Shawn's sleeve and pleaded, "I don't want to have no father."

Shawn's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't know how to face Dalton's innocent yet pitiful eyes. Vivian patted Dalton's head and tried to comfort him with a gentle voice.

"Be good, Dalton. Your dad is not someone in those books. He will not leave you."

"Really? Dad, will you always be by my side?" Dalton asked again.

Shawn was stunned for a moment before nodding his head. "Yes, I will always be by your side."

"Yay! Dad will not disappear."

Having received a positive answer, Dalton immediately jumped up happily. His joyful and satisfied expression made Shawn's heart melt. He opened his palm and revealed the toy he had been holding. "I have a gift for you. Do you like it?"

"Yes, I like everything you give me."

"Look at how happy he is. Dalton, be good. Go and play with your toy."

Vivian pinched her son's face in amusement. After he left, she looked towards Shawn with gratitude and said, "Thank you for giving him such a beautiful dream."

Shawn stood up and pressed his lips together. If it was just a dream, it would hurt more when Dalton woke up. He turned to look at the adorable Dalton, who was playing with his new toy. He couldn't bear to leave him.

Seeing the look on his face, she smiled proudly. "I'm going to prepare lunch. You can have lunch before going back to the company."

After Joye came back from the Richard Group, she began to work non-stop. Linda followed her orders and contacted the banks they worked with before. Soon, they got a satisfactory reply from the banks, but they didn't know if they should be happy or mad about it.

"These banks are fickler than women."

A few days ago, Joye had gone to all of these banks. But the banks had brushed her off, saying that they had no quota left to buy her shares. Now that they knew that Joye was the absolute shareholder of the Richard Group, they immediately supported her unconditionally. They were simply acting according to circumstances.

"This is how banks work. Profits are desirable, losses are avoided."

Joye handed over the loan agreement that she had signed with a smile. She used to believe that some matters should be condemned, but now, she suddenly realized that those matters were reasonable. Just like how she used to never accept help from others, but wasn't she using Baird's guilt for her own selfish reasons?

"By the way, is the news typesetting done?"

"Yes. Everything is prepared as you asked, it will be released tomorrow morning."

"Very well. Inform everyone that we will have to work overtime a little today to prepare for tomorrow."

The next day was the day she would see the rise of the price of the Leonard Group.

Since all the employees were working overtime, she couldn't be an exception. It was not until 10 p.m. that Joye stretched her stiff body to relax.

She looked at the photo frame on the table with tired eyes. In the photo, she and her sister had their arms wrapped around their parents, smiling happily.

Her lips were about to curl into a smile, but sharp pain soon consumed her. She would never get back those happy days with her family.

She brushed the edges of the photo frame, and her eyes were full of longing. "Mom, Dad, I miss you so much. How are you doing over there?"

"You left all the burden of Leonard Group to me. Although it's heavy, I will carry it with me. Dad, you will support my decision, right?"

When her dad was alive, he had told her many times that Shawn would bring her happiness and that she and Shawn were just facing a temporary obstacle in attaining happiness. As long as they persisted, everything would be fine.

But she couldn't hold on anymore after three years.

The lights in the building went out one after another, and even the air became much quieter. She narrowed her eyes and tears blurred her vision. Like a lonely and helpless child, she lay on the table and fell asleep in a daze.

Early the next morning, a knock on the door woke her up from her sleep. She looked up awkwardly, wiped away the wet spots on the table, and shouted, "Come in." "Yvon, why are you here?"

She thought that Linda came, but it was Yvon who pushed the door open.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐