Auctioned by my husband 18

Auctioned by my husband 18

Chapter 18

Shawn put his hand on Hannah’s shoulder and spoke with utmost seriousness: “Hannah, I no longer like Brielle. Now, the person I like the most is… you!”

Before the last word could be spoken, the dream came to a sudden end.

Shawn opened his eyes groggily, thinking he was still in a dream, and subconsciously shouted, “Hannah, I like you!”

However, there was no response for a long time.

Ariana, who was woken up by the side, turned pale and bit her lip tightly, silently cursing Hannah several times in her

heart.

After a long while, she forced herself to put on that gentle smile and asked softly, “Shawn, did you call the wrong

name?”

“Weren’t you the one who hated Hannah the most? Why haven’t you come to me to get back at her these days? I haven’t seen you for several days, I miss you so much.”

With that, she smiled lightly and sat down beside Shawn, her slender fingers gradually climbing up his chest as her body inched closer.

“Shawn, is Hannah upstairs? If she sees us like this, she must have felt really upset, right?”

Ariana pursed her lips and glanced discreetly in the direction of the stairs, counting the seconds in her head, eagerly awaiting Hannah’s appearance.

However, before she could react, Shawn’s face darkened and he flipped her over.

“Who let you in without my permission? Who gave you the audacity to anger Hannah on your own? What do you think you are, daring to show up in front of me!”

He mercilessly stomped on her hand, exerting so much force that he almost crushed her hand bones.

“Ah! Ariana’s face instantly turned as white as a sheet of paper, emitting a piercing scream, shaking uncontrollably from the pain.”

“Mr. Adelson, please, spare me. I am scared. I just thought you wanted me to continue taking the initiative to help you anger Hannah, like before. Without your orders, I will never dare to act on my own again!”

Looking at her fingers being stepped on and deformed, she was so scared that tears uncontrollably welled up in her

eyes.

After begging countless times, Shawn finally moved his feet.

Ariana slowly and with difficulty withdrew her hand.

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Chapter 18

Both hands were so numb that they deformed into something quite ugly.

She was a little nervous, would her hands be useless?

Ariana’s heart kept sinking, a strong sense of unease gradually rising in her mind.

With her resemblance to Brielle, Shawn never had the heart to say a harsh word to her, even when she made mistakes. He never punished her. What has happened now?

Could it be that Shawn really fell in love with Hannah and moved on?

Otherwise, why would he blurt out his confession to Hannah just now when he was half asleep and half awake?

At the thought of this, Ariana felt like she had fallen into an ice cellar, with her blood running cold throughout her body.

She barely managed to maintain her composure, looking at Shawn with a sense of grievanca

“Shawn, I will be obedient, I always listen to you, I will do whatever you ask me to do, never take matters into my own hands, please don’t bully me anymore, okay? I am really hurt.”

With that, she placed her injured and swollen hand in front of him, a mixture of testing and genuine grievance in her expression.

Shawn walked past her coldly, without giving her an extra glance.

“You deserved the pain in your hand. I don’t need you by my side anymore. You can leave.”

The merciless words fell into Ariana’s ears like knives, piercing straight into her heart.

Her face looked very strained, her body weakly swaying, and she seemed to find it difficult to accept.

“Shawn, didn’t you say I looked most like Ms. Yanetta? You liked me this way and even said you wanted to keep me by your side forever. How can you go back on your word?”

“I didn’t want to be apart from you. If you’re willing, you can completely treat me as Ms. Yanetta. As long as I can stay by your side, I don’t care!”

With that, Ariana disregarded everything and hugged Shawn from behind, warm tears wetting the back of his shirt.

 

Auctioned by my husband

Auctioned by my husband

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