My Wife Is So Sweet (Natalia Dawson) novel Chapter 227

Chapter 227 Coming For Her

With their relationship this strained, it was best that she and Shawn not see each other for now.

Just in case more things went down in public.

Still, as logical as that was, knowing that he wouldn't show up still got her down.

After all, she'd deliberately had Ally call Shawn with the intention of softening her stance and submitting. With his brains, Shawn would have gotten the message.

But he still wouldn't come.

Which proved that he didn't accept her gesture. Or that he was sulking with her.

Thinking of that, Jessica laughed self-deprecatingly, her sense of loss growing.

"Jessica!"

At that moment, an overjoyed voice rang out.

She lifted her head and saw a fully dolled-up girl lifting her skirt and jogging over.

Taken aback, she only recognized her after a long while.

"Marie? What's... with your face..."

Marie dipped her head, looking self-conscious. "Not so loud, Jessica. I had the surgery not long ago overseas. It's a high-class exquisite face. Well? Am I pretty or not?"

Jessica was temporarily speechless.

Looking at Marie's chin – you could probably stab someone to death with that thing – and eerily large eyes, she tugged at a corner of her mouth awkwardly.

"Y-you're pretty."

"Hehe, I knew I looked pretty."

Marie took Jessica's arm and smiled, "Sorry, Jessica. I was still in recovery a while back and couldn't come out to see anyone, so I didn't get to congratulate you on getting married with Shawn. I'll make up for it here, then – congratulations."

The moment that came up, Jessica's scarce smile faded.

Mildly, she said, "Thanks."

Not noticing her strange expression, Marie looked around for a bit, didn't see Shawn, and asked, "Eh? Where's Shawn? He's not coming with you today?"

"No, he's got business, so he can't come."

"Say whaaaaat? This man is just different after you got married. Before your wedding, didn't he follow you wherever you went? Now that you're newlyweds, he's not showing up for a scene this important? Really, now!"

Jessica's face froze, her suppressed rage surging, about to explode from her chest.

She tugged her arm free of Marie's grip and said coldly, "All right, I've got other matters to attend to. Go have fun. I'll be going now."

With that, she hurried towards Vicente on her own.

The cold shoulder dazed Marie a little, who stood there unable to react for a while.

At that moment, a male voice exclaimed from the doorway.

"It's been forever, Shawn; what a surprise it is seeing you here today!"

Jessica's back stiffened.

She turned around in disbelief. Coming from the door, being greeted and embraced by a middle-aged man, was none other than Shawn Miller.

He was wearing a white suit today and as gentlemanly as ever. His handsome features shone under the lights, making him look like a dazzling medieval prince.

She could feel her heart start thumping uncontrollably.

Did you come, Shawn?

Did you come for me?

She knew that Shawn couldn't have gone on without her.