Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 277

Chapter 277 Know Your Place

The sight of Leah so devoid of life vexed Shawn. Was being by his side so painful?

Leah looked away, her eyelids once again fluttering shut.

"If you're here to try to make me eat, save your breath. I'm not hungry."

Was this her own way of fighting against him?

He scoffed. "I'm not here for that."

She refuses to eat? I have my ways to make her.

He slowly and methodically unbuttoned his suit and laid down next to her.

This made her jump from the bed in fright.

She immediately tried to shield herself as she trembled with fear. "What are you doing?"

She assumed Shawn wouldn't be a man so overtaken by his desires that he wouldn't spare a pregnant woman, but his demeanor threw her off guard.

Shawn was doing this on purpose!

His white shirt revealed his fine figure. He was smiling smugly.

His magnetic voice rang out throughout the room. Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

"I had you come here to be my lover. You know what lovers do, don't you?"

Leah went pale as she clutched tightly at her blankets.

It took a while before she finally mustered the courage to speak.

"I'm pregnant, Shawn."

A man of Shawn's status had no shortage of women by his side. He was doing this on purpose.

His gaze fell on her slightly bulging belly.

He wasn't blind. Of course, he could tell she was pregnant.

"It's not like you're good for anything else. You can't even please me, so be a good girl and don't anger me."

He wasn't planning to do anything to her. He was a beast, but he wasn't going to touch a pregnant woman.

"Know your place, Leah."

"Yes."

Leah sighed to herself. Thank god he isn't trying anything funny.

She would've fought him to the death if he tried.

That satisfied him. He took his blazer from the bed and left the room.

At dinner time, Leah was at the dinner table as he wished.

He raised a brow and sat next to her. "See? This isn't so hard now, is it?"

"Isn't your seat over there?"

She pointed to the seat at the head of the table.

The villa had one master and that was Shawn. It was conceivable to assume that was where he usually took his meals.

Her question didn't anger him. He was even giving her an explanation.

"I want to sit here today."

After the two were seated, the butler ordered the kitchen to serve the food. Fragrant and exquisite foods were carefully laid out on the table.

She was just about to dig in when a bowl of soup was placed in front of her.

"You haven't been eating the past two days. Your stomach is probably not used to all this. Have some soup."

She was taken aback by the offering.

"Afraid that I might poison you?"

It was just a bowl of soup. What was there for her to be afraid of?

She came back to her senses and reached for a spoon to start her meal.

"It's good."

She was afraid that she would inadvertently anger him and tried to explain herself. "I wasn't afraid that you would poison me."

Shawn would not bother to go out of his way to poison someone.

She simply wasn't expecting him to be so thoughtful.

Shawn wasn't one for words when he ate and didn't take the initiative to speak with her. Leah was more than happy to focus on her meal.

Dinner was a harmonious affair.

Shawn waved a maid over for a wet towel.

"You'll accompany me to a party tomorrow night."

She looked down. She was not being offered a choice with Shawn here.

"Okay."

His mood improved after receiving his desired answer.

The next morning, Leah came downstairs to be greeted by the sight of strangers in the hall with several racks of clothes.

"Pick something out for tonight."

Shawn was in the center and waving her over.

Leah barely cared for the party she was set to attend tonight. She wasn't keen on showing up with her current status.

She swept her gaze around before finally landing on the last dress in the first row. "This one."

It was a black dress that was neither in style nor outstanding in any way.

Leah was hoping to not draw attention to herself now that she was his.

His smile disappeared. He knew very well that despite her agreement, all she was doing was acting in a perfunctory manner.

"Pick something else." His voice was cold.

She picked another one out that was also black.

He sat down on the couch with his legs crossed. "If you refuse to pick properly, I'll do it for you. Try everything here until I find something I'm satisfied with."

"Okay."

She wasn't refusing him.

This was nothing. All she had to do was try on a few dresses.

The attendant from the boutique shot Leah a sympathetic look. There were more than fifty dresses here. Was she really going to go through them one by one until the evening? The dresses were also incredibly troublesome to put on and take off.

They tried to help her with the garments only for Shawn to stop them.

"Let her do it herself."

Leah paled. He was doing this on purpose.

He was out to embarrass her.

She took a gown and went upstairs.

Twenty minutes later, she carefully presented herself to him.

Shawn was fiddling with his phone. "Get changed."

She obediently picked a second gown and went back upstairs.

It was clear exhaustion was washing over her by the fifth dress. Her forehead was covered with sweat but even so, she refused to beg him for mercy and continued on to the next dress.

Lucy could bear to witness the sight and approached Leah to take the gown away from her and tried to lower her voice to coax her down another path.

"Just give in, Ms. White. He treats you well. As long as you say the word, he's not going to make things difficult for you."

Leah gently extracted herself from Lucy's hold. "I'm fine. I can do this."

He wanted her to try everything on? She was going to do just that.

She wasn't out to satisfy him.

Leah held up her skirt and went downstairs.

Amazement flashed in his eyes the moment he caught sight of her. The sapphire blue dress was perfectly cut, outlining her slender waistline. It was not the least bit obvious that she was pregnant.

His lack of response had her resigning to her fate and soldering onto the next gown.