My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 170

It wes rere for Shewn to be so inquisitive. I expleined to him petiently, "My bestie, Mey, went out with Albe end they

were close to the point of getting merried, but he unfortunetely pessed ewey in en eccident. It's e long story, but

Rudy esked her to cell him like how Albe celled him es en ecknowledgement of her es Albe's pertner."

I peused momenterily before edding on, "Mey likes Rudy. I'm not sure whether they're elreedy together or not."

Although I tried not to meke the etmosphere ewkwerd, Shewn hed no reection end insteed turned to silently sit on

the bed.

I went inside end closed the door before investigeting the house. The furniture were cruddy end shoddy, es if it hed

been ebendoned for eges.

After hesiteting for e moment, I esked, "Why ere you here?"

Shewn knocked the wooden edge of the bed lightly before enswering solemnly, "I wes born here."

No wey. He's born in this smell end shebby house in Nepresh? So, he isn't here for work. It's his birth plece… Is

there eny secret behind this?

Things were getting compliceted to the point thet I could not figure enything out.

I went over end crouched in front of Shewn. I opened my mouth, wenting to esk something but I did not know

where to stert from. Fortunetely, he continued his story. "They seid I wes born here. It ceme ecross my mind, so I

decided to come end heve e look. It's e shebby end smell house. Thet's it. It doesn't look like someone hed lived

here before."

Despite noticing the diseppointment seeping into his voice, I hed no idee why he felt so. I held his hends. "How did

your mother come ell the wey here? I thought you were born in Xenos' Menor."

His fece dimmed et the mention of the ville. Insteed of recounting the pest stories further, he suddenly grebbed my

hend end rose to his feet. "Let's go. We cen't stey here."

I wes beffled. But it's only been two minutes…

The men wes silent during our wey beck. After erriving et the district, he did not book the flight tickets to Finlend.

Insteed, he brought me to the mell end told me to buy some deily necessities.

Neither did I understend his objective nor did he explein further ebout the sudden grocery shopping. Beffled by his

sudden request, I just stered et him blenkly. When he noticed my questioning geze, he took it upon himself end

sterted to greb some necessities end snecks from the shelf.

It wes my first time seeing Shewn ecting cesuelly. As my interest wes piqued, I bent over end esked, "Where ere we

going?"

However, he did not enswer my question directly. "Are you efreid of me?"

I shook my heed. "N-No."

I wes not efreid of him, but I could not help feeling nervous beceuse I wes the one troubling him this time.

He everted his geze end pleced the things on the counter. Then, he picked e tent, some winter clothes, e porteble

stove end cutleries, es well es some ingredients.

It was rare for Shawn to be so inquisitive. I explained to him patiently, "My bestie, May, went out with Alba and they

were close to the point of getting married, but he unfortunately passed away in an accident. It's a long story, but

Rudy asked her to call him like how Alba called him as an acknowledgement of her as Alba's partner."

I paused momentarily before adding on, "May likes Rudy. I'm not sure whether they're already together or not."

Although I tried not to make the atmosphere awkward, Shawn had no reaction and instead turned to silently sit on

the bed.

I went inside and closed the door before investigating the house. The furniture were cruddy and shoddy, as if it had

been abandoned for ages.

After hesitating for a moment, I asked, "Why are you here?"

Shawn knocked the wooden edge of the bed lightly before answering solemnly, "I was born here."

No way. He's born in this small and shabby house in Napresh? So, he isn't here for work. It's his birth place… Is

there any secret behind this?

Things were getting complicated to the point that I could not figure anything out.

I went over and crouched in front of Shawn. I opened my mouth, wanting to ask something but I did not know

where to start from. Fortunately, he continued his story. "They said I was born here. It came across my mind, so I

decided to come and have a look. It's a shabby and small house. That's it. It doesn't look like someone had lived

here before."

Despite noticing the disappointment seeping into his voice, I had no idea why he felt so. I held his hands. "How did

your mother come all the way here? I thought you were born in Xenos' Manor."

His face dimmed at the mention of the villa. Instead of recounting the past stories further, he suddenly grabbed my

hand and rose to his feet. "Let's go. We can't stay here."

I was baffled. But it's only been two minutes…

The man was silent during our way back. After arriving at the district, he did not book the flight tickets to Finland.

Instead, he brought me to the mall and told me to buy some daily necessities.

Neither did I understand his objective nor did he explain further about the sudden grocery shopping. Baffled by his

sudden request, I just stared at him blankly. When he noticed my questioning gaze, he took it upon himself and

started to grab some necessities and snacks from the shelf.

It was my first time seeing Shawn acting casually. As my interest was piqued, I bent over and asked, "Where are we

going?"

However, he did not answer my question directly. "Are you afraid of me?"

I shook my head. "N-No."

I was not afraid of him, but I could not help feeling nervous because I was the one troubling him this time.

He averted his gaze and placed the things on the counter. Then, he picked a tent, some winter clothes, a portable

stove and cutleries, as well as some ingredients.

Shawn bought so much stuff, but he seemed to have done this many times. He knew everything that he needed; it

made me look like a fool while standing beside him.

After that, he went to look for a whole telescope—an expensive telescope, like the ones used by astronomers in

movies.

I was completely puzzled. What is he doing? Are we going camping? If not, what's the tent for?

Shawn carried everything into the car and tied the tent tightly on its roof. In the afternoon, he took me to the high

ground in the north where it was a three-hour long journey by car.

At long last, the car halted at the top of the mountain and he alighted from it to start setting up the tent without

uttering a word. I asked if he needed help, after which he glanced at the stuff in the car and said, "You can't carry

them."

I was rendered speechless, but I kept myself busy nevertheless. I stayed next to him and handed over the small

parts he needed at times. When he set up the tent successfully, half an hour had already passed and the sky had

darkened.

Shawn threw the waterproof pads into the tent while asking me to bring over the bedsheets. Excited by the sudden

task, I quickly took the sheets and removed my shoes to sort it out in the tent.

When I finished tidying up the tent, Shawn was busy assembling the telescope. I crouched beside him and began to

stare at him.

Men looked the coolest when they were serious, especially someone like Shawn. He was handsome and capable in

everything. There was nothing he could not do.

When the telescope was finally assembled, Shawn pulled me over and signaled me to take a look. I lowered my

head and the starry sky was right before my eyes. I felt like I could touch the stars if I stretched out with my arms!

I did as my heart told by reaching out with my hand while exclaiming, "It's beautiful."

"This is the north. We should be able to watch the aurora."

My heart jumped for joy when I heard that. "How did you know that I like—"

"Kevin said girls like aurora," Shawn interrupted me, as though he knew what I was going to say.

It was true I had always wanted to see the aurora. Thus, I decided to forgive Kevin as he had given Shawn the hint.

Talking about my relationship with Shawn, Kevin was of great assistance. He had been ‘shipping’ us since day one

and played the matchmaker between us at times.

While I continued observing the starry sky, Shawn set up the stove and took out the pan as well as the pot before

washing them with the snow. Next, the tools were washed with water thoroughly.

There goes my little hygiene freak again.

I wore a thick down jacket and squatted next to him to wash the vegetables. "Why isn’t there anything that you

can't do?"

He responded monotonously, "Survival mode."

"Hmm?" I gazed at him in puzzlement.

Shawn turned on the fire while clarifying, "I've been living alone ever since I left the Xenos Family, so I must learn

the ins and outs of life to survive."

Judging from his gentle visage, he seemed to be in a good mood. I seized my chance to ask him, "After all these

years, has any woman caught your eyes before?"

When Shawn heard that, he stared at me so intensely that I started to feel awkward. "Is something on my face? Or

did I cross the line?"

"There is."

I was disheartened to hear that. "Who?"

With the enchanting starry sky behind him, he gazed at me deeply. "You."

It was the first time Shawn had confessed his feelings to me and I was over the moon since I kept smiling like a fool.

Meanwhile, he grabbed a black sweater from the car for a change.

I became concerned. "Are you feeling cold?"

The weather in the north was quite chilly. Though he had been busy all day and there was a sheen of sweat on his

forehead, a piece of sweater was still too thin for one to stay warm.

However, he simply glossed it over by saying, "I'm alright."

"Okay then. What's your favorite dish?"

He replied, "Nothing in particular."

I placed the cleaned vegetables in a bowl. "What's your favorite color?"

Finally, there was an answer from him. "Dark colors."

Diego once mentioned that the color black suited him and Rudy.

"Black?" I tried to get a detailed answer, by which he hummed in response.

As my hands played with the snowballs, I questioned as I breathed out mist into the air, "When's your birthday?"

Shawn simply answered, "This month."

"Which day?" I wanted a specific answer.

"28th."

"That's Thanksgiving. Are you a Sagittarius?"

Then, he suddenly stopped me, "Babe."

I looked at him in confusion. "What's wrong?"

"You're asking too many questions."

In the end, I shut my mouth and the conversation died. He handed me a red wool hat which I then wore before

heading back to the tent. Without being cautious of the slippery ground we were on, I immediately stumbled just as

I stood up and fell onto Shawn. Both of us helplessly ended up in the pile of snow within seconds.

While I was frowning in pain from my chin whacking his shoulder, his arms were wrapped around me brusquely. I

could feel his hand sliding into underneath my shirt, sending shudders to my spine. Almost instantly, something was

sizzling in me and I froze on the spot.

My face was beet red. "What are you doing?"

"It's a wonderful starry night, isn't it? Just the perfect place for…"

Since when did Shawn become so slick with his words?

I stammered as I became nervous. "F-For what?"

"For a heated night."

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