Novel Square
Goodnight, Little One
Shawn and Mia spent the entire day in their bedroom, working on arithmetic problems. Mia couldn’t deny that the man was impressive. Was there anything he wasn’t good at in the world? He was just too perfect!
The way he explained complex problems in such a simple manner and guided her through solving them like a piece of cake made Mia wonder where he had been all her life.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.
His patience and kindness made her forget all that had happened in the morning. She had been mistaken.
There was no way the man sitting beside her, teaching her, could be cold-hearted. Her previous assumptions had misled her. The issue must have been with her, not him. She was the problem, not the charming man.
Shawn nodded and gently patted Little One’s head, placing the book he held down. “You did well.”
Seated in close proximity, Mia could feel his minty breath gently brushing her face as he spoke, “Let’s call it a day here. We’ll pick up tomorrow.”
As he got up and started walking toward the bathroom, Mia snapped back to her senses.
Her heart had raced when she felt his hand on her head just now. ‘Did he just…?’ Her eyes widened, and she was left momentarily dazed, her heart beating wildly in her chest.
“Thank you,” She murmured.
As Shawn was heading into the bathroom, his keen ears caught those words. He smiled but chose to remain silent.
After her husband finished his bath, Mia also headed to the bathroom. By the time she was dressed, it was time for dinner, so they went downstairs together.
Following dinner, Mia headed upstairs to their bedroom, while Shawn went straight to his study. He had a pile of files demanding his attention.
Realizing they would be sharing the same bed from now on, Mia felt a mix of emotions as she moved towards the bed. She hesitated at the foot, unable to summon the courage to lay down.
What if he intended to make her sleep on the floor? Her imagination ran wild with fears of drastic consequences. If he caught her on his bed, he might just slit her throat.
A shiver ran down Mia’s spine at the thought, prompting her to swiftly retreat and take a seat in the bedroom’s lounge area near the window.
Her mind was still buzzing from the tutoring session, so she didn’t reach for her books to study. Instead, she dug into her bag and found her phone, noticing numerous missed calls.
Most were from Vivian, a few from Madam Grace, and the rest from Martha. Frowning, she contemplated returning the calls, especially Madam Grace’s, knowing the elderly woman would be deeply worried about her by now.
Mia chose not to return anyone’s calls; it all felt pointless. She huffed and began to scroll through her call log. However, something caught her attention, causing her to stop.
In her call log, she found a name she hadn’t contacted in a while, and who hadn’t reached out to her either. It seemed she had received a call from this person a couple of days ago…
“Shhhh,” Mia inhaled thoughtfully.
She couldn’t remember answering a call from Max. How did that happen? She checked the date and time of the call-it was on the day Barbara had given her away to the Andrew family.
Shaking her head, she decided not to dwell on it any further. Whatever. It didn’t matter anyway.
Mia exited her call log and started playing a game on her phone. Shortly afterwards, she drifted off to sleep.
—
“I see. Mr. Greg, ensure you send the files to my email,” Shawn said.
He was in a virtual meeting with the board of directors of Beats Corporations’ New York branch, which had lasted for the past two hours.
“Gentlemen, have a great day.” With those words, the CEO ended the conference call.
Shawn was exhausted but continued working on a new project Beats Corporations was developing. By the time he went to bed, it was well past midnight.
He knew Little One would have already gone to sleep, so he quietly entered the room. The bedroom was dimly lit and the first thing he noticed was the empty bed. He frowned.
His sharp eyes darted around the room and he found the girl he was looking for sleeping on the sofa in an uncomfortable position.
“Stupid girl,” Shawn shook his head disapprovingly before closing up the space to her side. He removed the phone in her hand, turned it off, and gently picked her into his arms and carried her to bed.
Before getting into bed beside her, he made sure to lock the door. He couldn’t predict where his wife might wander off to in the middle of the night; he didn’t want everyone to wake up the next day and find her missing.
Smiling to himself, Shawn settled into bed beside his wife.
“Why are you pretending to be asleep?” His rich, deep voice broke the peaceful silence.
Mia’s body tensed upon hearing his words, and she anxiously bit her lower lip.
She had fallen asleep earlier but woke up when he entered the room, perhaps due to her anxiety about sleeping there with him.
Slowly, Mia turned to face Shawn, peering into his eyes under the dim light while remaining frozen in place.
“Were you working?” Her voice, soft and audible, cut through the silence.
Shawn gazed down at her with hooded eyes and answered, “Mmn.”
“I see,” she murmured.
Despite her efforts to conceal it, Shawn sensed Little One’s nervousness. How could he not, given her perpetual unease around him? Silly girl.
Without warning, he reached out, wrapped his arm around her waist, and pulled her close to him.
Mia was taken aback and froze. Her heart pounded loudly in her chest, and her cheeks turned red with embarrassment.
Shawn couldn’t hide the smug look on his face. Just last night, she had been pressing herself against him. Silly girl. If he were to tell her about that, she might just go jump into the lagoon…
“Sleep,” his voice was deep and husky.
Upon hearing his soothing command, Mia closed her eyes.
Gradually, her rapid breathing calmed, and her body relaxed in Shawn’s embrace, indicating she had fallen asleep.
Shawn leaned down and gently kissed her forehead. “Goodnight, Little One.”
—
The following day.
Since Mia had been occupied with studying the previous day, she headed straight to the hospital after breakfast.
On the other hand, Shawn left for his undercover job. However, before departing, he glanced at the calendar. That day was approaching once again… This caused his mood to dampen.