Chapter 495 The Man Called Shawn
Chapter 495 The Man Called Shawn
Men like him rarely return after living such a life.
Gina tilted her head, studying her.
“But how do you even know him?”
Dawn smiled faintly. “He’s a relative’s kid.”
The words felt heavy, almost bitter. The entire conversation left her uneasy.
After lunch, she hugged Gina goodbye, but her thoughts refused to settle.
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If Shawn had been under Vincent’s care, then why would he fall into something so vile?
Or Vincent kept the truth from me.
No. That couldn’t be true.
Vincent might’ve had his faults, but greed wasn’t one of them. He had more money than he could ever spend. There was no way he’d ever cut off Shawn’s funding.
Back at the hotel, Dawn was still lost in her thoughts. The afternoon dragged on, heavy and quiet. By the time Ethan came in, she was still on the couch, her chin propped in her hand, staring at nothing.
“What’s got you so quiet?”
His voice startled her.
She blinked and looked up. When she saw him, she exhaled softly.
Ethan walked over and sat beside her. He slipped an arm around her shoulders and drew her close. “Alright, Ms. Porter. What’s going on in that head of yours? Talk to me.”
Dawn’s voice came out low. “Tell me, what makes a person throw away their pride and conscience to do something that crosses every line?”
“Conscience?” Ethan’s brow lifted. He thought for a moment before speaking. “Usually, it’s hunger. Could be for money. Could be for love. Or maybe it’s the need to matter to someone.”
That was all it ever came down to.
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But what about Shawn?
Vincent couldn’t have known the things he’d done.
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Ethan studied her face, the crease between her brows, and the faraway look in her eyes. He didn’t push her. Instead, he reached up and pinched her check lightly. “Hey. Don’t tie yourself in knots. Sometimes, the truth shows up on its own when you stop chasing it.”
She gave a small nod. Maybe that was all she could do.
“Are you done with work yet?” she asked quietly.
“Almost.” Ethan leaned back, running a hand through his hair. “I saw Marshall downstairs earlier. Stay in tomorrow if you can help it. He’s looking for me, but if he gets angry enough, he might drag you into it.”
He brushed his thumb across her cheek. “We’re flying home tomorrow. Try to get some rest tonight.”
After dinner, Ethan went back to work in his study.
Dawn called Mason soon after. “I want two people watching Shawn. Anyone who’s pulled a stunt like that might try something worse. The second he moves, I want to know.”
Mason’s tone dropped. “Ms. Dawn, do you think he’ll follow us back to Aglar?”
Dawn looked straight at him. “Why do you think he tried to kill me?”
Mason thought for a moment. “The chairman only has one daughter. And he’s already said the whole Stonewarden Group will belong to you. If anything happens to you, he and Ms. Roxanne would have the claim.”
“Exactly,” she said flatly. “His plan failed. So why would he give up now?”
Dawn didn’t tell Vincent anything. She didn’t confront Shawn either. She couldn’t risk tipping him off.
A faint smile curved her lips.
“Let’s wait. Maybe he’ll surprise us and grow a heart.”
But deep down, they both knew he wouldn’t.
That night, Ethan didn’t come back until it was late. Dawn was half–asleep when she felt the mattress sink beside her. She shifted instinctively, drawn to his warmth.
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Ethan pulled her close, one arm around her waist. His eyes softened as he looked down at her, full of tired affection and quiet helplessness.
The phone on the nightstand buzzed softly.
Ethan turned his head, the screen glowing in the dark.
“Ms. Dawn, everything’s set. If he really follows us back to Aglar, we’ll know right away.”
His eyes narrowed slightly. What’s set?
He looked down.
Dawn was fast asleep, curled up against him. A faint pillow crease marked her cheek, and her skin looked smooth and flushed, warm like sunlight on porcelain.
Dawn. A woman who never stopped keeping secrets.
Maybe that was part of her charm.
A quiet laugh escaped him, low and humorless. The sound caught in his chest, heavy and restrained.
He looked at her again, and the tension in his shoulders eased. She shifted closer in her sleep, her arm brushing against him, and he finally closed his eyes.
Morning came, bright and sharp. It was the day of their flight home.
Because of his hand injury, Ethan couldn’t pack. That left Dawn to handle everything. She stacked his jackets and trousers neatly in the suitcase. Shirts next. Then she started sorting his socks and underwear into separate pouches.
Everything was fine until she suddenly felt someone watching her. The air shifted, warm and heavy.
She froze and looked up.
Ethan was leaning against the doorframe, that faint, unreadable smile tugging at his lips.
Dawn said nothing.
Dawn blinked, then looked down at the pair of men’s briefs in her hand. Her face turned pink in an instant.
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She tossed them into the suitcase and muttered, “What are you looking at? Never seen someone pack before?”
He stayed quiet, still smiling. His gaze didn’t move.
Her patience snapped. She shot to her feet and pushed at his chest. “Oh, come on, get out!”
Why did he have to stand there like that? Didn’t he know he was making it worse?
She exhaled hard and went back to packing, her movements quick and clipped.
When she finished, she shut the suitcase and stepped out, only to find him still waiting.
Before he could speak, she cut him off. “Once your hand’s better, you’re packing your own stuff. Don’t even think about asking me again.”

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