Fated to Love You Again (Shawn and Norah)

Chapter 50 Norah Is Angry, Coax Her

Chapter 50 Norah Is Angry, Coax Her

"Shawn, you are here."

As soon as she sees him, Lilian immediately softens her voice and speaks pitifully.

Her hand is on the table with red blood gushing out.

So Shawn notices it at a glance.

He walks over, directly grabs Lilian's hand, and asks nervously, "How did you get injured?"

Lilian doesn't speak and just pretends to be pitiful. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

It seems that she is greatly wronged.

"Give me a silk belt." Shawn beckons and orders.

Soon, the waiter brings a silk belt and hands it to him respectfully.

Shawn bends down and wraps it around Lilian's wrist with his slender fingers holding the silk belt.

He has the back of his slender figure towards Norah. Norah can not see the expression on his face.

But she can imagine it.

He must be very anxious and nervous.

As for her, she's like the air at the moment, completely ignored by Shawn.

She loses.

She suffers a crushing defeat.

Without the courage to stay longer. Norah gets up and leaves the cafe.

She doesn't know when it became windy outside. The wind is howling.

Even the sky becomes sullen. It seems that the black clouds are going to blanket the entire city.

It's very cold.

Looking at the dark sky, Norah can't help shuddering.

She crosses her arms tightly and takes out her phone, preparing to book a ride to the home.

The driver arrives. She is about to gets in.

Suddenly, she feels a weight against her body.

She turns around. Shawn has already stood behind

her, using his coat to cover her.

Why did he come out?

Didn't he just feel inseparable from Lilian and feel so distressed?

"Why didn't you say anything when you got out?" Shawn looks at her with a deep and gentle voice.

He behaves as if the man who worried about his first love just now is not him.

It seems that the person who did the wrong thing is not him but her.

"You two were lovey-dovey. I was embarrassed to disturb." Norah says.

At this time, there comes the voice of the driver from the taxi, "Beauty, do you want to get in the car or

not? Don't waste my time."

Norah is about to say, "Yes." Shawn closes the door ahead of her. He says to the driver, "No."

"Why don't you tell me earlier if you don't want to take a taxi? Isn't this a loss of my earnings?"

"Your digital charging account." Shawn's words are concise and to the point.

The driver immediately hands it out. Shawn scans it and directly transfers 20 yuan. After the driver

hears the reminder of payment success, he immediately smiles.

Before leaving, he doesn't forget to mediate the conflict, "Beauty, your husband is good to you. Don't be

angry. You are husband and wife. Lover's quarrels are soon mended."

After saying all this, the driver steps on the accelerator and disappears into the traffic flow.

Norah looks at the vanishing car angrily.

She lowers her head without looking at Shawn, and then kicks the stone on the ground with her tiptoe,

"You drove the taxi away. How can I get back?"

After she finishes speaking, her hands is suddenly warmed.

The next moment, her soft and tender hands are held in the palms of Shawn.

"It's windy. Are you cold?"

"I'm not cold." Norah says.

Then she takes off the coat on her back and directly throws it to Shawn.

"Are you angry?" He looks at her and asks with deep eyes.

Norah turns around and deliberately ignores him.

Shawn turns around in her direction until he is face to face with her.

Certainly Norah won't forgive him easily. She keeps silent and continues to ignore him.

Shawn also notices this. He doesn't force her, but puts his coat over Norah again.

Norah stretches out her hands and is about to throw the coat down again. Shawn puts it back again. At

the same time, he says seriously, "It's windy. Wear it. Don't catch a cold."

"Your hands are as cold as ice cubes. And you said you were not cold."

He continues to hold her hands in his palms, warming them carefully.

"It's none of your business."

Norah wants to draw back her hands. But Shawn holds her hands tightly. Norah tries several times but

fails. She can only let him hold them.

At this time, Lilian comes out pushing the wheelchair.

Seeing Shawn, she crys again and looks very weak.

"Shawn, are you going to leave me alone?"

"President Lawson." At this moment, Anthony runs over gasping.

Shawn takes a glance at Lilian and orders coldly, "Send her to the hospital to treat the wound."

"Okay, President Lawson."

"No. I don't want him to take me there." Lilian instinctively refuses.

But Anthony's speed is absolutely high. He immediately pushes Lilian's wheelchair to the underground

garage.

After they leave, Shawn looks at Norah and explains, "You are a medical student, so you should know

that the place where she cuts is an artery. And it will be very dangerous if the blood keeps gushing."

"That's why I bandaged her."

"Oh!" Norah says coolly.

She really didn't notice the injured part of Lilian's hand just now.

If the artery is cut, it is indeed very dangerous.

"Do you feel better now and forgive me?" Shawn asks expectantly.

"No."

Norah answers decisively and simply.

The wind outside is getting stronger.

The trees are blown down and the leaves are trembling wildly. The clothes of pedestrians are lifted by

the strong wind, and they could hardly keep them warm.

Norah feels that her palms are much warmer. Her whole body is tightly wrapped by Shawn's coat which

covers to her ankles and the high boots she wears.

Turning around again, Shawn only wears a casual top and a pair of gray pants. The tip of his nose is

red with cold and the colour drains from his handsome face.

Norah finally feels sorry and says forwardly, "Let's go back."

"Okay."

Shawn immediately takes her hand and walks to the underground garage naturally.

When the driver sees Shawn, he immediately gets off the car and opens the door actively, "President

Lawson."

"That's all for today. You can go back."

"Okay."

Norah looks at the back of the driver who's leaving. Then she turns around to look at Shawn, "How can

we get back?"

Shawn opens the door of the passenger seat, pushes Norah's small body in, and then sits in the

driver's seat.

"Didn't you just say that I drove your driver away? Miss Norah, are you satisfied with this handsome

driver?"

"Handsome? Don't you feel ashamed?"

After she finishes speaking, Norah suddenly feels that Shawn is bending toward her.

His face is getting closer and closer to her.

The tip of his nose is about to touch hers.

Norah puts her hands on the two sides of the seat, holding the breath nervously. Suddenly she doesn't

dare to move.

What does he want to do?

At this moment, Norah is thinking about this question only.

With such a close distance and such an intimate posture, Norah can't help imagining.

Is he going to kiss her?

Is he really going to kiss her?

When Shawn's lips slide over the tip of Norah's nose, she closes her eyes nervously.