Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife - Chapter 519

Chapter 519:

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Katherine effortlessly discerned Shawn’s subtle intentions but opted to leave them unchallenged, finding his blend of childishness and charm both amusing and unexpectedly endearing.

“This project is worth considering,” Shawn remarked, casting a sidelong glance at Katherine, whose expression betrayed a momentary distraction.

“Reaching a conclusion is merely insufficient; one must cultivate the ability to analyze. The insights I impart are far more invaluable than the conclusion itself.”

Katherine felt a slight wave of drowsiness wash over her, but she was determined not to give Shawn any reason to think she was being lazy. With a conscious effort, she straightened her posture and refocused.

“Are you feeling sleepy?” Shawn glanced at his watch. It was just past noon, and they had enjoyed a light lunch that, as expected, left a lingering sense of drowsiness. Yawning, Katherine replied, “Yes, just a little. I’ve been having trouble getting a good night’s sleep lately.”

Shawn raised an eyebrow. “Thinking about me?”

“You wish!” Katherine retorted, propping her chin on her hands. “I was out with Bobby last night, having a bit of fun.”

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At the mention of Bobby, the atmosphere around Shawn seemed to drop several degrees. A noticeable chill swept through the conversation. His feelings toward Bobby went beyond mere dislike; they were deep-rooted and palpable.

Katherine suddenly remembered the long message Shawn had sent her, explaining why he, as Frankie, had ended their relationship at that time.

“Did you really think I ended things because of Bobby?” she asked.

“What else? Isn’t it sad that I can’t find a real girlfriend? Should I just settle for being the other guy in an online fling?”

Katherine couldn’t help but laugh as she took in Shawn’s words.

Both of them recalled their past online exchanges, filled with cringe-worthy terms of endearment like “baby” and “darling.”

The very thought of Shawn using those words on the other end sent an unsettling shiver down Katherine’s spine, making her skin crawl with discomfort. It was as though she were watching a familiar face perform a comedic routine on stage—awkward, yet strangely entertaining.

Then, she understood. If she had known that Frankie was really Shawn all along, her initial reaction would have been like being struck by a bolt of lightning. It would have been a revelation so shocking it would have left her utterly stunned.

“Bobby and I are just friends. We’ve never crossed that line, not in all these years,” she added, her voice steady.

Shawn’s curiosity piqued, he asked, “Why are you telling me all of this? Are you worried I might get jealous?”

“I’m genuinely concerned about Bobby. Every time he’s around you, it’s like a deer caught in the headlights,” Katherine replied, a hint of worry in her voice.

Shawn’s displeasure surfaced again. “You’re concerned about him? It looks like he wants to get himself hurt.”

“Go easy on him,” Katherine said, her voice calm but firm.

Shawn raised an eyebrow. “If Bobby and I both fell into the water, who would you save first?”

Katherine leaned back, taking a sharp breath. “I refuse to entertain such a ridiculous question.”

Shawn smirked, unfazed by her reaction. “Then answer something a little less ridiculous,” he said, twirling a pen skillfully between his fingers. “What would you say to the idea of being my girlfriend?”

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