Revenge on My Heartless Husband and Daughter (Tiffany) novel Chapter 83

83 A Showdown

Chapter 83 A Showdown

Shawn and I were standing right in front of him.

Time seemed to freeze.

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It wasn’t quite a showdown, but it was definitely awkward–especially since Shawn now knew I’d been in touch with Ethan privately.

“Mr. and Mrs. Hartwell, haven’t they served the food yet?” Ethan’s eyes brushed over my face before he turned to Shawn with a casual smile.

“We were just heading upstairs for dinner. Want to join us?” Shawn asked politely.

But something in Ethan’s expression shifted; his words might have touched a nerve. His smile deepened, though it didn’t reach his eyes. “Not the best timing. Maybe next time.”

Shawn’s lips pressed into a thin line, and his expression lost the warmth it had a moment ago.

I didn’t say anything, but my eyes were drawn to Ethan anyway.

With those glasses and that calm demeanor, he looked like a gentleman, but there was something wild and dangerous just under the surface–like a panther lurking in the shadows.

Shawn, on the other hand, looked polished on the outside, but something about him gave off the air of a charming scoundrel.

“Alright, we’ll head up now,” Shawn said, and without warning, he slid his arm around my waist and forcibly pulled me close to his side.

That sudden display of affection made my heart tighthened. Was Shawn competing with another man for me?

Now that was interesting. Could it be, like Melanie said, that he was genuinely starting to care?

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Upstairs, dinner felt bland. Shawn acted completely normal in front of his friends —just a regular meal, all talk about work, not a single word about women. Maybe it was because I was there.

Afterward, Shawn drove us home. Well, technically, I drove–he’d had some wine and leaned back in the passenger seat, eyes half–closed.

Just as we pulled out, I noticed a sleek black Maybach parked nearby. Its engine suddenly came alive. I sneaked a glance at Shawn. Did he notice?

My heart raced a little. In the rearview mirror, I could just make out the figure in the driver’s seat, barely visible behind the glow of the dashboard.

I pulled out in our Bentley and kept my focus steady. In the mirror, I saw Ethan wasn’t following us. Maybe he just wanted me to know he was leaving too.

That little gesture—so quiet and subtle—still managed to make my heart jump wildly for a moment. Honestly? Ethan understood women far better than Shawn ever did.

Yuna had already left by the time we got home. It appeared that Susanna was adamant about granting us our private time.

I got out of the car, and so did Shawn. He wasn’t drunk–he held his suit jacket in one hand as he walked toward me.

I had a feeling he was going to offer it to me. But just as he reached me, I turned

away.

The jacket slipped from his hand and landed on the floor with a soft thud.

I didn’t look back. I just walked upstairs. Shawn bent to pick it up, his expression darkening.

The maids came to check if he needed anything, but he waved them off and told them to get some rest.

The first thing I did after stepping into my room was head straight for a shower. I have this little quirk–maybe even a mild obsession with cleanliness. I can’t sit on

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my bed or my couch if I haven’t showered. It feels as though I would be bringing all the germs from the outside world into my personal space.

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