waking

Chapter 89 

Shawn reached the backstage area in a few quick steps, just as Naomi had finished her walk and was about to change into her next outht. To her surprise and alarm, she was confronted by the angrily approaching man. 

Naomi’s heart skipped a beat. She tried to feign calm while silently praying that Shawn wasn’t coming for her 

But fate wasn’t on her side this time: Shawn q 

quickly closed the distance, grabbed her wrist, and haphazardly dragged her into a dressing room. 

“Get out,” he ordered with an imposing coldness that couldn’t be ignored. 

The people inside the dressing room hurriedly got up and scurried out as if fleeing. 

“M–Mr. Fischer,” Naomi called him carefully, “What’s wrong! 

The aura emanating from Shawn was overpowering despite Naomi’s attempts to stay 

ay composed, she was still terrified. 

She was there to save the day and eam her pay, if things got ruined, she wouldn’t be able to explain it to Jackson. 

“Naomi, you seem to have enjoyed yourself after leaving Spring Villa!” 

Shawn’s stare was piercing, his fine eyes seemingly bottomless yet filled with a fierce anger that spread like wildfire. Naomi couldn’t help but feel a jolt of pain from his gaze after a mere glance. 

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quickly looked away, biting her lip as she enunciated, “You were the one who sent me away. Mr. Fischer. I have to survive, somehow 

“Mr. Fischer, whatever it is, can we talk in private after I finish the show?” 

“No, we cannot.” 

Shawn, holding onto her wrist, grabbed a tissue from the table and began to wipe the lipstick off her lips. Naomi struggled to get free. “Shawn, why do you have to treat me this way? I am a human being, not an animal, not a pel you can summon or dismiss at will. I took care of you diligently, I wasn’t a freeloader, and after you sent me away, what job I do or gigs I take is none of your business–I’m not yours, Naomi blurted out in desperation and anger, especially as Shawn’s rough movements to clean her lip and cheek were painful. 

Naomi had always known that she could only rely on herself, and nobody was going to stop her from seizing an opportunity to earn money 

With a forceful push, Naomi tried to free herself, but the next moment, Shawn pulled her into a tight embrace. He grabbed her e kissed her fiercely. 

Crash- 

chin and suddenly 

The contents of the table were swept onto the floor as Shawn tightly gripped Naomi’s waist and abruptly lifted her to sit on the table. 

“Naomi, haven’t I warned you not to play any tricks under my watch?” 

Naomi’s eyes were red with emotion. She struggled desperately, but she was no match for Shawn. 

“Shawn, you’re bullying a young girl like me. What kind of strength is that?” 

“This is called bullying you? You have no idea what real bullying even means” 

Shawn’s voice was low and magnetic, unrippled and emotionless, and he looked at her as if she was as good as dead. 

Startled by his gaze, Naomi sobered up. She could not afford to make more powerful enemies for herself. 

Reacting swiftly, she threw her arms around Shawn’s waist. “Shawn, you can’t do this to me. I was so heartbroken when you drove me out, I never wanted to do the runway show, but when I stopped, I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” 

As Naomi spoke, tears fell, her voice choked beyond coherent speech, “Last night… after you sent me away from Spring Villa, I couldn’t sleep at once I got back to Honeycomb Valley. I went to get medicine in the middle of the night, yet you were still all I could think about” 

Clenching her fists, she began to pound on Shawn’s chest. “You heartless man, I hate you, I hate you.” 

Initially feigning her tears, Naomi suddenly felt a true sense of grievance pouring out, and her blows softened. 

She wasn’t lying, after she left Spring Villa without Shawn beside her, she truly could not sleep. 

Habit is indeed terrifying. 

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Chapter 89 

It had only been a little over a month, but she had entirely grown accustomed to Shawn. 

Naomi stopped her punches, her arms wrapping around him as she cried out in a suppressed sob. I’m just an orphan. The Edwards family took me back when they needed me, but once I was no longer of use, Rosalind threw me down the hill.” 

“You’re the same, no different from the Edwards family” 

Shawn’s fury skyrocketed in an instant. Naomi Ye, this ungrateful woman, dared to compare him with the scum of the Edwards family. He viciously pinched her chin and lost control as he pressed his lips against hers. 

Naomi started to cry 

Naomi had only let out a few whimpers before she was thoroughly silenced by his kiss. 

Outside the door, Chandler held back Jackson, who was visibly anxious. “Mr. Moore, are you certain that Naomi and Mr. Fischer inside won’t be in Trouble!” 

The soundproofing of the resting room was not the best, and both men could hear the noise from inside–particularly the sound of a crash that alarmed Chandler, not just Jackson. 

But without Shawn’s orders, Chandler wouldn’t let anyone enter 

Jackson, you’re putting me in a difficult position,” Chandler said with a straight face, all business. “What could happen between Ms. Edwards and my boss? It’s just a lovers‘ nit. They’ll be back to being sweethearts in no time.” 

Jackson didn’t believe it for a second. 

He was the most profitable male artist under the Fischer Group, and he had heard all sorts of rumors about the CEO. Rumored to decisively cruel, Shawn Fischer wasn’t known to be tender towards wornen–in fact, he had a fierce disdain for them. 

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Naomi had been his personal assistant before, but besides treating her somewhat better at work than others, Jackson could scarcely see any Interaction that suggested they were a couple. 

A sudden loud noise came from inside the room Jackson could no longer hold back, pushing Chandler aside and forcibly bursting through the door. 

Naomi was enveloped in Shawn’s suit jacket, her head pressed against his chest. Shawn cast a cold glance at Jackson, about to give an order when Naomi grabbed his hand 

“Don’t take your anger out on anyone else, or I’ll die again? 

Shawn kicked towards the couch, almost grinding his teeth as he spoke. Fine. Consider yourself lucky.” 

“Naomi, are you okay?” 

Jackson asked anxiously. “Mr. Fischer, it was me who called Naomi to step in. If you want to punish someone, punish me. It’s not her fault” 

“Jackson, shut up, Naomi’s voice suddenly rose sharply. “I wanted to make money on my own; it has nothing to do with you. Just sorry that I won’t be able to finish my work now. Shawn Fischer, get me out of here quickly! 

Shawn cast another glance at Jackson, ultimately holding his tongue, and left with Naomi in his arms… 

Chandler hurriedly followed. All the while, Naomi’s head was buried in Shawn’s chest, for back in the resting room, Shawn had to her clothes in his fury. 

Then he bit her. 

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