Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife - Chapter 570

Chapter 570:

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How could she manage a future together if she let petty provocations shake her belief in Shawn? Relationships required fortitude. They weren’t just passing amusements. Despite the obstacles, the essence of love made them surmountable. Her thoughts were interrupted by her ringing phone. She answered it.

“Hello?”

It was Shawn on the line. He picked up on the strain in her voice right away.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

Shawn had meant to check on her after her hospital visit, yet her voice told a different story.

“What really happened?”

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Katherine collected herself, saying, “Really, it’s not a big deal.”

Shawn’s response was unwavering.

“What did she say to you?”

“It wasn’t anything important.”

Suddenly, Katherine realized she might be exaggerating the situation.

Previously, she would have sought Shawn’s support, detailing any slight from Lina to ensure he remained detached from any residual feelings, protecting her from the emotional stress.

However, she noticed she had become more sensitive recently, easily affected, and somewhat erratic. Even her menstrual cycle had been off schedule.

It was likely just her hormones fluctuating.

“I’m actually okay, just a bit exhausted. My back has been hurting as well.”

Shawn offered, “I’ll pick up a massage chair for you, and tonight, I’ll give you a massage myself.”

“Alright.”

That evening, Shawn adjusted his plans to arrive home early, converting a face-to-face meeting to a virtual one instead. With Katherine’s menstrual cycle imminent, her moods were more volatile than usual.

But Shawn had become adept at recognizing these cues. He knew she just needed his presence and reassurance.

Katherine slipped into her pajamas, her chestnut hair loosely tied to one side. Typically, makeup accentuated her stunning features, but barefaced, she radiated the wholesome charm of the girl next door. The moment Shawn entered, he felt an urge to embrace her. Fresh from the shower, Katherine carried the scent of something warmly familiar.

“Hey, hey, hey.”

Katherine halted Shawn with a hand against his chest.

“What’s this?”

“Barbecue,” Shawn replied, brandishing the takeout bag with a grin. “Grabbed some beer, too!”

Their usual evenings involved barbecue, beers, variety shows, and lively chats about stock market swings—an arrangement Katherine usually relished. Today, however, the mere mention of barbecue turned her stomach.

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