Chapter 52
Vanessa could have originally landed at Lantrie International Airport this afternoon. She had planned it. After she put away her luggage, she would go to dinner with Shawn to relieve his lovesickness.
However, due to the weather in Bostabaca, it was delayed for several hours. It was expected that the landing time would be postponed to the evening.
What Vanessa didn't know was that Shawn had a very important dinner party this evening, and he couldn't have dinner with her.
The location was coincidental. Shawn's destination was near Vanessa's home. Looking down from the window of Vanessa's home, one could still see the sign of the restaurant.
...
In the evening, before Shawn left the office, he told Frank to pick up Vanessa at the airport, and he went to the restaurant that had been arranged.
The elevator descended to the underground parking lot. As soon as the door opened, Bianca was standing in the elevator.
With her head half hung, she looked a little distracted.
Feeling the sound, Bianca slowly looked up. When she saw the person in front was Shawn, she suddenly opened her eyes wide and subconsciously stepped back.
But Shawn didn't look at her and walked straight to the parking space.
After Bianca reacted, she still stood in the same place, pinching the palm with her fingertips, and felt difficult to calm down.
She was here today for the final handover of her work.
In fact, even if Ben didn't say anything, she knew that she couldn't stay in Mondred Company any longer.
She had no intention of making a senseless struggle at work.
During the period of staying at home, she thought a lot and did a lot, just to make the last effort for her relationship with Jackson.
But last night, when she found that Jackson's mobile phone contained dozens of photos of Vanessa, she finally understood that there was no relationship between her and Jackson.
Jackson loved money most.
Jackson loved Vanessa the second.
When the lie was broken and Jackson found that Bianca could not give him what he wanted, Vanessa returned to the first place in his heart.
Last night's quarrel, tears, and Jackson's unfeeling feelings were replayed in Bianca's mind, and could not be removed.
She still remembers that when Jackson shook off her hand last night, she chased him out with tears in her eyes and asked him if he wanted to go back to find Vanessa.
Jackson didn't say anything, but his expression showed everything.
Bianca thought it was pathetic and ridiculous.
Bianca was pathetic. She made a fond dream full of deception for herself with lies.
Jackson was ridiculous.
Since Vanessa had Shawn as her boyfriend, why did Jackson think that she would return to him?
But Jackson didn't think so.
He was hoarse and vowed that Vanessa still loved him and would forgive him. Even if she was in love with Shawn, it was to annoy Jackson.
For a moment, Bianca believed what Jackson said.
Bianca had used bad means to be in love with Jackson. Wouldn't Vanessa?
If it was really like what Jackson said...
"Love begot hate" was vividly interpreted by Bianca.
She was hurt by Jackson and was heartbroken. She suffered because of herself.
But she could not accept that Jackson could become happy again after hurting her.
Bianca was instantly furious. Bianca didn't think about anything and directly turned around to catch up with Shawn's car.
She stood, took a few deep breaths, and knocked on the window.
"Mr. Yeats, I have something to tell you."
The window was open, and Shawn in the car didn't look up, but he didn't go either.
Bianca clenched her sleeve in the invisible place of Shawn, but she looked calm.
"My boy... No, it should be my ex-boyfriend." she hesitated and said word by word, "He still loves Vanessa, do you know?"
"So what if I know?"
Shawn closed the folder in his hand and looked up at her, "What if I don't know?"
Bianca had prepared a speech, but she was silent by Shawn's words. She couldn't say a word.
Through the half-open window, Bianca could only see half of Shawn's face, and his eyes behind the lens looked cold.
"You may not know me very well. I have a bad character and I'm very self-centered. If you keep annoying me, I'll get even with you for Vanessa. Hear me?"
...
At this moment, Lantrie International Airport was busy and pedestrians were in a hurry.
Vanessa found Shawn's car in the parking lot with her suitcase, but could only see the driver Frank.
"Are you alone?"
Vanessa asked.
"Yes." Frank got out of the car and helped her with her luggage. "I'll do it."
In fact, she had no hostility to Bianca's "true" uncle and no extra friendship. After saying thanks, she got into the car and took out her mobile phone to send a message to Shawn.
Vanessa: Where are you?
Shawn: I'm busy.
She sent "OK" sadly.
Vanessa thought Shawn really missed her so much. It seemed that he joked.
After putting away her mobile phone, Vanessa slept all the way home. When she got out of the car, it was already dark.
Because her suitcase was heavy, Frank helped her carry it upstairs.
After coming out, Frank didn't leave immediately. Instead, he stood by the roadside and lit a cigarette, and looked around idly.
At this moment, Frank saw Jackson, who lost his wits. He seemed to have drunk too much and didn't walk steadily.
Frank forgot to smoke and watched Jackson walk into the community.
Frank finished smoking. His finger was burned, and the pain made him more agitated.
No matter what Bianca did, she was Frank's niece.
Frank could scold Bianca and teach her a lesson, but he couldn't bear another man hurting her like this.
At the thought of Bianca crying in front of him, Frank's resentment against Jackson increased.
So, without much thought, Frank rushed up from behind, grabbed Jackson, and kept hitting his face with his fist.
Jackson was beaten a little confused by Frank. Before he knew what had happened, Frank had left.
Frank was afraid that Jackson would call the police. At that time, Frank would be locked at the police office for a short.
But when he got back to the car, Frank still felt angry and thought about it. He decided to teach Jackson a lesson.
So when Frank sent a text message to Shawn, he added one more sentence.
...
In the dining-room box, the people at the table were chatting excitedly with each other, and they had driven more than half of the wine.
The people drank and toasted each other. Most of them asked to cooperate with Shawn.
The main character tonight was Shawn, so he drank the most.
Even so, Shawn took time to glance at his mobile phone while drinking and chatting with them.
Frank: Miss Green has been sent home.
Frank: But I saw her ex-boyfriend sneaking around her house.
Suddenly.
Shawn's wine cup was suddenly put on the table, spilling a few drops of wine.
The small movements attracted the attention of the crowd.
Being looked at by the crowd, Shawn got up and said with a smile, "Sorry, I will leave for 30 minutes."
Shawn left the seat before everyone reacted.
...
After Vanessa put away her things, she was quite hungry.
She looked for food at home for a long time. The refrigerator was empty. There was only a bag of potato chips in the cabinet to solve her urgent need.
After a few mouthfuls, Vanessa felt even more hungry and collapsed on the sofa looking at the ceiling motionless.
More than ten minutes later, the doorbell finally rang.
Vanessa ran to open the door without wearing slippers.
But it was Jackson who was standing at the door.
The moment she saw him, Vanessa subconsciously closed the door.
Jackson had guessed her reaction and grasped the door frame.
At the moment when the door was about to be closed, Vanessa let go.
She didn't want to break Jackson's hand. Otherwise, she had to compensate.
"Are you insane?"
When Vanessa saw that he was still holding the door, she couldn't help kicking him, but he didn't dodge.
"What do you want? You know what, Jackson? You're breaking into a private house. I can call the police!"
"Vanessa..."
Jackson was full of wine. The corners of his mouth were broken and there were a few traces of blood. At this time, Jackson was more than "in an awkward predicament".
His voice was hoarse, like a drunk who had a hangover all night. "I'm sorry for you. I know I'm sorry for you."
Vanessa tugged at the door again. She couldn't move it and gave up.
To compete with a 6-feet-tall man for brute force was to overestimate one's strength.
She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. "Can you go to church to repent? Here isn't a shelter."
Jackson didn't seem to believe that she was so heartless. He stared at her for a long time. His eyes were red. His fingers were pale when he grasped the door frame.
"Vanessa, do you really ... have no feelings for me?"
Vanessa opened her mouth and was about to speak when she heard a burst of footsteps.
Hurried and heavy.
Vanessa had a premonition.
Before she figured it out, Shawn's figure had already appeared in front of her.
He strode forward with the wind in the corridor. Before he stopped, he had already moved Jackson's hand away from the door and crossed him directly into Vanessa's home.
The door was shut with a bang. Jackson didn't even have time to see who had come.
Before Vanessa realized what had happened, she was dragged by Shawn to turn around, being leaned against the door.
He didn't even want to take a few more steps. He kissed Vanessa with a strong smell of wine.
Just as how strong he was at the moment when he entered the door, his kiss was so overbearing that he didn't give Vanessa any room to respond. He kept kissing her deeply.
When Vanessa came to her senses, she remembered that Jackson was outside the door.
They and Jackson were separated by a wall. The door was not soundproof at ordinary times. Vanessa felt extremely ashamed. She felt that Jackson could clearly hear the sound of their kissing.
So, she whimpered and pushed Shawn.
Shawn frowned. He clasped her hands on her head and pressed them against the door.
The smell of alcohol poured into her mouth and stirred it aggressively.
Being kissed, Vanessa was so faint and weak that she was about to lose consciousness.
Vanessa didn't care about whether Jackson would hear or see them anymore.
The suffocation caused by poor breathing made Vanessa almost cry. In Shawn's hot breath, she closed her eyes and began to kiss him back.
But at this moment, Shawn suddenly stopped.
He kissed Vanessa on the corner of her lips, and with the most gentle voice, he spoke with a tone of coercion.
"Do you like me?"
Vanessa finally gasped and nodded.
"Yes."
She felt that if she didn't answer, Shawn wouldn't "spare" her today.
Shawn slowly let go of her and touched her jaw.
"How much do you like me?"
Unexpectedly, Vanessa's voice was hoarse. She could only whisper, "I like you most."
Shawn seemed dissatisfied with this answer.
He kissed her on her lips again. It was hard for her to breathe.
With heavy breathing, Vanessa's chin was lifted by Shawn. She was forced to look at him.
"Say that you only like me."