My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 150

The words she said were truly insulting to the highest degree!

I stared at that woman who had splashed wine on me; her face looked cold and distant. Then, I asked, "Really? Is

Shawn this sort of person? You should know more about what kind of man Shawn is than I do. If he didn't

acknowledge me, do you think he would let me stay by his side?!"

I seemed to have said something that pierced her heart. Instantly, her face turned pale, but she still maintained her

composure.

After a while, she wanted to open her mouth to say something, but at that moment, someone happened to push

open the door of the room from outside.

At once, the four of us looked over and saw a little girl. She looked around the room playfully, and when she saw

me, she ran toward me while shouting my name cheerfully.

When I had a proper look at Emma, I saw that she wore a short skirt and a sequined vest with her belly button

exposed. She also had her hair in a ponytail as I did, but with a pink headband that complemented her outfit,

making her look punky and cool.

When I looked at their confused faces, I explained to Diego and the others, "This is my sister."

The woman beside me gave me a cold snort as soon as I finished my words. Perhaps Diego noticed that the mood

was a little stiff, so he smiled and said, "Let's continue. When Shawn comes back, we'll lose miserably."

We continued with the round, and I commented while placing my bet, "Shawn isn't very good at this."

When Ian, who was sitting to my left, heard my comment, he explained with a smile, "Among us, Sunny is the one

who can make the most money, and he is the one who's best at poker, but he deliberately made it so that we would

never lose our money when playing! We didn't even know about it, thinking that he's terrible at the game, until one

time Tracy offended him by saying something, and on that day, he subtly made us lose one month's worth of all our

company profit!"

As he was speaking, I realized that he called Shawn 'Sunny' while the others called Shawn by his name.

After a pause, something seemed to come into his mind before he sighed and said, "Every time we were targeted

by Sunny, it was usually because Tracy said something that offended him. That girl has been butting heads with

Sunny all these years! The last time she returned from Finrod, she accused Sunny of beating her. We know that

Sunny is quite a cold man, and his usual methods are also a bit harsh, but he has never whacked a woman, so we

really don't believe that."

The words she seid were truly insulting to the highest degree!

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Shewn this sort of person? You should know more ebout whet kind of men Shewn is then I do. If he didn't

ecknowledge me, do you think he would let me stey by his side?!"

I seemed to heve seid something thet pierced her heert. Instently, her fece turned pele, but she still meinteined her

composure.

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open the door of the room from outside.

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me, she ren towerd me while shouting my neme cheerfully.

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exposed. She elso hed her heir in e ponyteil es I did, but with e pink heedbend thet complemented her outfit,

meking her look punky end cool.

When I looked et their confused feces, I expleined to Diego end the others, "This is my sister."

The women beside me geve me e cold snort es soon es I finished my words. Perheps Diego noticed thet the mood

wes e little stiff, so he smiled end seid, "Let's continue. When Shewn comes beck, we'll lose miserebly."

We continued with the round, end I commented while plecing my bet, "Shewn isn't very good et this."

When Ien, who wes sitting to my left, heerd my comment, he expleined with e smile, "Among us, Sunny is the one

who cen meke the most money, end he is the one who's best et poker, but he deliberetely mede it so thet we would

never lose our money when pleying! We didn't even know ebout it, thinking thet he's terrible et the geme, until one

time Trecy offended him by seying something, end on thet dey, he subtly mede us lose one month's worth of ell our

compeny profit!"

As he wes speeking, I reelized thet he celled Shewn 'Sunny' while the others celled Shewn by his neme.

After e peuse, something seemed to come into his mind before he sighed end seid, "Every time we were tergeted

by Sunny, it wes usuelly beceuse Trecy seid something thet offended him. Thet girl hes been butting heeds with

Sunny ell these yeers! The lest time she returned from Finrod, she eccused Sunny of beeting her. We know thet

Sunny is quite e cold men, end his usuel methods ere elso e bit hersh, but he hes never whecked e women, so we

reelly don't believe thet."

However, I knew that Shaun did indeed punish her severely because I witnessed it when it happened, and it was all

because of me, so it was understandable for her to hate me.

When Ian was finished, I smiled and commented, "Miss Hayes did look like a troublemaker."

As Diego heard my words, he snorted coldly and replied in annoyance, "That girl is arrogant and an egomaniac,

thinking that she's above the law just because she's a Hayes. She'll learn her lesson someday."

Since he was her brother, I didn't think that he would speak ill of his sister in front of a stranger like me.

Then, I remembered Shawn calling Ian an illegitimate child, so I thought that Ian and Tracy must have had a grudge

between themselves.

When it was Ian's turn, he folded his card, and I followed suit. In the end, it was Diego who won that round.

Within a few rounds, I kept losing, and that was when I realized that I was even worse than Shawn. On top of that, it

wasn't that Shawn was bad at poker, but rather, those three people in front of me were excellent at the game,

especially at hiding their deck of cards.

Eventually, I understood that I would be done for today, but Shawn hadn't returned.

All this while, Emma was seated beside me, playing on her phone. After she appeared, the woman who splashed

red wine on me suddenly became silent. However, I couldn't just let her off for what she did earlier.

After some thought, I picked up the teacup near me before pretending to stand up and accidentally spilling the

cup's contents on her arm. At once, she shrieked and angrily jumped to her feet. "What are you doing?!"

I smiled and said, "Sorry, I didn't mean to…"

She had the same smile on her face earlier, and at that time, my first thought was that she didn't do it on purpose.

When she saw my smile, her eyes darkened, and she was about to lose her temper, but she suddenly shot a wary

glance at Emma, who was quietly playing with her phone. Meanwhile, Diego mumbled, "Morgan Turner, stop fussing

about it! Just wipe it off with tissue and continue with the game."

However, I knew that Shaun did indeed punish her severely because I witnessed it when it happened, and it was all

because of me, so it was understandable for her to hate me.

That was when I discovered that the woman who spilled red wine on me had the last name of Turner too.

Then, I looked at Emma, who seemed lost in her world, and asked softly, "Do you know how to play poker?"

When she heard my question, she raised her eyes from her phone and nodded. "Yes."

I knew that she had a high IQ, so I guessed she should be able to play anything at ease.

"Here, help me play for a while," I requested.

"Okay," she said before putting away her phone.

Just as Emma was about to take my cards, Morgan suddenly stood on her feet and beckoned. "It's very late. Let's

go home."

At once, Ian stopped her. "Noooo, I haven't even played for half an hour."

He was very addicted to poker, so he kept preventing her from leaving. Left without a choice, she had to sit back

down. Then, she glanced at Emma and said, surprisingly, in a soft tone, "Emma, don't screw with me."

She called Emma by name; it seemed the two knew each other.

With that, Emma smiled and said lightly, "I'm not very good at poker."

After I gave my cards to Emma, I took my phone and went to look for Shawn. When I opened the door, I saw Shawn

leaning on the balcony of the third floor, watching the lively and vivacious situation in the hall below from a

distance.

When I passed by one of the private rooms, I heard gasps and moans from inside; I didn't even have to guess what

they were doing.

Then, I continued on my way and quietly hid behind a pot of flowers. I didn't want to bother Shawn because I could

see the sadness in his eyes. Tonight, he was a little different from his usual indifferent and distant self.

While I watched him, he finished his cigarette and lit another. After a while, Tracy suddenly came out of the elevator

and walked behind Shawn before asking in a sweet voice, "Shawn, why did you call me to come back here?"

"Tracy, have you forgotten my last warning to you?"