My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 686 Cloying
The lighting in the basement was warm and romantic, and the man in front of me was handsome. I held onto his calf with both
hands and rested my head on his thigh while murmuring, "My alcohol tolerance has regressed, or maybe it's because of my poor
health. I feel dizzy and can't drink with you anymore, Makur."
"It's fine. Just stay here with me."
I nodded lightly and closed my eyes. After a while, Shawn got up and went to the bathroom. When he returned, I climbed onto
the sofa and lay where he was sitting.
Opening my eyes, I looked at him and remarked, "You seem to have changed your clothes."
"Yes. I changed into something comfortable."
The clothes he wore seemed loose. He still wore a black watch on his wrist and the same bracelet I had on my wrist.
Moreover, the white short-sleeved shirt looked good on him.
He had naturally fair skin.
So his current appearance seemed exceptionally alluring.
He approached me and sat beside me, placing my head on his lap. I looked up at him from below and touched his cheek, smiling
foolishly. "Your features are so sharp. How can you be so handsome? Your skin is so delicate, your Adam's apple is prominent,
and your collarbone... Have you seen a trending description on the internet saying that someone's collarbone is so defined that
they could raise fish in the crevice?"
Shawn was at a loss for words.
I continued with heartfelt praise, "My husband is so handsome."
Only then did Shawn react and ask, "Am I handsome?"
"Yes, very handsome. You're like the main character in dramas, perfectly flawless without any imperfections. You make me want
to kiss you."

His voice deepened as he asked, "Are you drunk?"
"I'm not drunk. I can still talk to you."
Hearing that, Shawn pointed out firmly, "You must be drunk."
"Fine. I'm drunk."
We conversed as though we were interviewing each other.
His long, fair fingers gently caressed my cheek, and I instinctively leaned in to kiss him. However, he quickly moved his hand to
my forehead.
I frowned and demanded, "Let me kiss you."
He pretended to hesitate and said, "I'm not that kind of man. If you want to kiss me, we have to make a deal."
I asked with interest, "What kind of deal?"
"Call me 'Darling.' Every time you do, you get one kiss." He lightly pursed his lips with a cold and serious expression before
speaking with conviction. "It's a disadvantage for me. After all, I'm so handsome, right? What did you say I was just now? A male
character from dramas who is perfectly flawless. Was it?"
When I gave him a hesitant look, he thought I was against the idea, so he compromised, "Just call me once will do."
"Darling, darling, darling, darling, darling, darling..."
I called out countless times until I got tired and asked him, "How many kisses can I get? Why are you stunned? Don't you dare
go back on your word!"
Shawn laughed happily. "What am I to do with you..."
Then, he picked me up and kissed me. His breath was filled with the strong smell of alcohol, and he finally released me after a
long while. "Such a tease. You really know how to get to me."
Now that I had taken advantage of him, my consciousness became even more blurry.
"Baby, you're so sexy."

...
When I woke up, I found myself in Shawn's arms. He was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed. I sat up from his arms and
patted my cheeks, then turned my head to look at him closely.
He had a picturesque face and looked absolutely handsome.
He was like a perfect poster, naturally handsome and charismatic.
Moreover, I was growing more and more addicted to him.
I muttered, "We've been together for two years, but I always feel like I can't get enough of you. What kind of sorcery do you
possess, Shawn?"
At that moment, Shawn opened his eyes which were filled with emotion.
He stared at me quietly.
It was like he could look straight into my heart.
"Mrs. Xenos, you sure can disguise your lasciviousness with implicit words."
He broke my illusion as soon as he spoke.
I frowned. "I'm not lascivious."
Seemingly skeptical, he raised an eyebrow. "Really?"
"Fine, but I'm only addicted to your appearance."
He got up and wanted to leave, and I followed him, complaining softly, "You've changed. You're even starting to mock me now.
This is not how you used to treat me."
After turning around, he asked, "Was the previous me boring?"
"But now you speak such hurtful words."
Hearing that, the man chuckled softly. "I'm sorry."

He suddenly bent down and carried me in his arms. I hugged his neck and rubbed my cheek against his collarbone, saying, "I
really can't get enough of you. I love you so much. Not a moment in my life had I thought I've gotten enough of you, and I miss
you so much every second I'm away from you."
While looking at me, he commented, "Cloying."
"Do you think my sweet words are cloying?"
Shawn remained silent, which was quite upsetting.
He brought me back to our room, but as soon as he reached out to undress me, I quickly said, "I'm on my period."
Once he recovered from the initial shock, he immediately withdrew his hand.
I wasn't lying.
After covering me with the blanket, he went into the bathroom. When he came out, he was completely naked, and then he got
into bed and hugged me.
He seemed surprised that I didn't say anything.
"Why aren't you fussing?"
"I'm afraid I'll say more cloying words."
Only then did Shawn realize his mistake and ask, "Did I say something wrong just now?"
"How can you say that my sweet words are cloying?"
He nodded and said, "I enjoyed it."
What did he enjoy about it? Was it my cloyingly sweet words?
I sighed inwardly. "You're so insensible."
Smirking, he cooed, "Sleep. It's getting late."
"Yeah, I don't want to stay up late."

When I woke up, Shawn was no longer in the room.
I got up and washed up, then changed into another revealing outfit because I wanted to retaliate against him for saying my sweet
words were cloying last night.
Also, I was eager to see what lesson he would be teaching me.
But just thinking about it, I felt like I was looking for trouble for no reason.
Why did I have to go and provoke him?
But the way he acted was also very enjoyable.
I put on light makeup and went downstairs. Shawn had already finished breakfast and sat in the living room drinking tea with
Alicia. I went into the kitchen to have breakfast alone, and Alicia left after a while.
Then, I approached him and asked, "Did she talk to you about the children's first birthday party?"
"Not yet, we'll talk about it at noon."
"Oh, what did you have for breakfast?"
Instead of answering, Shawn said, "You can wear this outfit at home, but not when you head outside. Ray, you are not to
deliberately challenge me."
"Shawn Xenos, you're so domineering," I reprimanded.
He smiled and beckoned me over. "Come here."
I stood still and asked, "What for?"
His voice softened. "Come here, and let me hug you."
Once I approached him, I squeezed myself into his arms. But just as I kissed his cheek, Alicia appeared at the door.
I quickly got up from Shawn's embrace.
Alicia looked embarrassed. "Sorry."

"It's okay. Is there something you need, Mom?"
Shawn remained calm.
It seemed that nothing could make him feel embarrassed.
"I want to invite the elders of the Xenos Family, including the concubines that had been dispersed. Although the Xenos Family is
no longer what it used to be, they are still a part of the family, so I..."