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Chapter 501 Have You Heard of Troy Robles?

  • Shawn called me a chatterbox at least three times that day. He was someone who preferred sitting in silence, and I wasn't the best candidate to provide him with that. I used to be quieter, but I seemed to act more like a child whenever I was with Shawn. I enjoyed talking to him, and I didn't care if he responded. I knew that he was listening to everything I said, and that was enough for me. The chemistry between us was one that only we understood.
  • I also enjoyed doing all sorts of affectionate things when I was with him. I liked pestering him and clinging onto him without leaving his side at all. I knew that I could be too clingy sometimes, but I didn't see it as a problem. Instead, I thought that it was my way of showing love to him. I was also certain that Shawn didn't find my actions annoying, of course—I knew that he enjoyed whatever I was doing to him. Every man loved it when their wife stayed close to them, after all. They loved it when their wives only had eyes on them!
  • I allowed my face to fall intentionally. "Do you not like me anymore?" I asked. Shawn looked into my eyes before he wrapped his arms around me and brought me over to the hut. He didn't respond to my words at all. There were two connecting huts painted in burgundy-red color. One of the huts had a shower in it, while the other was a bedroom. The space wasn't big, and there was only one bed in the bedroom. The men left our luggage in the hut before they went off on their cruise ship.
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