Fated to Love You Again (Shawn and Norah)
Chapter 122 Norah, I Don't Want to Divorce

Chapter 122 Norah, I Don't Want to Divorce

Norah calmly looked at him and smiled indifferently, "But Shawn, I have already made up my mind to divorce you."

"Without my consent and my signature, you can't get divorced." Shawn's eyes fixed on her.

"Then I will wait until you agree."

"Norah, I reclaim that there is no way to divorce."

Norah laughed, "Shawn, don't be so absolute. There are no absolutes in this world. Everything is subject to change, including people's ideas. If you change your idea, come to me and I am always here for you."

"Here?"

Shawn looked around and then understood her meaning, "You're staying here?"

"Yes." Norah nodded affirmatively, "I will temporarily stay in this hotel. It is not appropriate for us to live together anymore since we have decided to get a divorce."

"Norah, we are not yet divorced. Even if we are divorced, do you think I will let you fall to the level of living in a hotel?"

"But I think it's good to live in a hotel!"

She said as she reached out to lift the curtain and looked out at the neon lights, "The night view is beautiful. The room is quiet when the windows are closed. And even the bed is soft, and I can get a good night's sleep."

"But our home is also very comfortable."

"Of course it is, but..."

There were too many words curdled in the heart. Norah finally just raised her head, looked at Shawn, and smiled, "But from now on, it is not my home."

"Shawn, from now on, we should say goodbye to each other."

What cruel words!

In the past, this was something she was afraid of even in her dreams. She was afraid that one day when she woke up, he would ask for a divorce, afraid that they would become two strangers and never cross paths again.

But people would really change.

Anyway, the person who wanted to break it all off and cut off all love affairs was not Shawn, but Norah.

She used to believe that divorce would be the m terrible thing in the world. However, she could ask him to do so.

"Norah, we are not divorced yet." Shawn looked at her angrily.

"But it's coming soon, isn't it?"

"No way."

Dropping these two words, Shawn suddenly moved forward and carried Norah up.

Suddenly being carried up, Norah was surprised. She reached out to slap Shawn while shouting, "Hey, Shawn, what are you doing? Put me down."

"Go home."

Shawn opened the hotel room door with one foot, then carried Norah towards the gate of the hotel.

"Shawn, let go of me. I'm not going back."

"Let go of me."

However, Norah's struggle and resistance were completely ignored by Shawn.

Finally, she was forced into the car by Shawn.

Shawn locked all the doors and windows. Norah was trapped in the car, and there was no way to escape.

Then they arrived at home. As Shawn stopped the car, Norah was ready to seize this opportunity to leave. However, she failed. Shawn carried her on his shoulder again as soon as he got out of the car. And he stepped towards the house.

"Shawn, you crazy. Let go of me."

"Do you know what you're doing? You are kidnapping. I will sue you."

Shawn did not speak but carried her in stride.

As they entered the room, he put Norah on the big bed.

As soon as she touched the big bed, Norah immediately wanted to get up. However, Shawn quickly leaned down, grabbed both of her arms, and pressed her to the bed.

At the same time, the hot breath sprinkled with anger, "Norah, I will not agree. You are my wife. You must live in our home."

Norah could obviously feel that he was angry.

But why was he angry?

Wasn't this the scene he had dreamed of?

"I've already said that I want a divorce." Norah raised her head and said decisively with her eyes fixed on him.

But Shawn acted as if he did not hear her words. He opened the cabinet door and took some of his clothes, "I know you do not want to see me these two days, I will go to the second bedroom to sleep. You can stay here to calm down."

"How long should I stay here?"

"Calm down until you give up the idea of divorce." He said.

Norah sneered, "What if I don't give up the idea? Shawn, are you going to lock me up for life?

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Shawn did not say anything.

He took his clothes and left the room with a big stride.

No one knew how hurried his steps were when he went out because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to refuse her if he listened to one more sentence of her words and looked into her eyes one more time.

Shawn was sleepless this night.

He had been longing for the day that they divorced and became strangers. However, when this day came, what he was doing was holding the cigarette one after another.

He found that he was not happy at all.

It was all sadness and grief.

He felt that his entire chest was invaded by "hard feelings".

Every time Norah said "divorce", his heart would lock up for a minute.

He had never been so upset before, not when he broke up with Lilian, and not when he sent Lilian abroad.

But he felt something tearing his heart apart as soon as he thought of divorcing Norah, or that they would become separate individuals and strangers with no relationship anymore, or that even he had to watch

her fall in love with another man and got married again one day. He couldn't bear that she would stand next to other men in a wedding dress, or even she would get pregnant and have children. Thinking of these, he felt he was mad.

She was his.

Norah was his.

She was his wife, Shawn's wife.

How could she become someone else's one day?

No... He couldn't stand it. Never!

Tonight's night was extraordinarily quiet and extraordinarily bright.

The moonlight is bright and translucent, sprinkling in the room through the thin windows. It looked nice.

How good the night was! But he was not happy at all.

When Shawn walked into the master bedroom, Norah was already asleep. The moonlight gently sprinkled on her face.

Her face was small. It used to be chubby and soft, but now it was almost fleshless;

Although her eyes were closed, she was not sleeping peacefully at all. Her long, thin eyebrows were tightly knitted, and her long eyelashes seemed to have teardrops on them.

Did she cry before she went to bed?

Why did she cry?

Was it because he did not agree to the divorce?

She was so longing for a divorce?

Shawn gently fondled her face and tried to soothe her frowning face.

She might feel the gentle touch, the tenderness, the familiar scent. Norah's eyebrows were no longer tightly knit, gradually stretching a lot. Then her sleeping face was much more peaceful and serene.

His fingertips were gently caressing her cheeks. His action was so gentle as if he was caressing a rare treasure, he couldn't let go at all.

"Norah, I'm sorry. I'm a jerk. I'm sorry."

"But you know what? I don't want a divorce. I don't want a divorce at all."

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