Fated to Love You Again (Shawn and Norah)

Chapter 120 Let's Get a Divorce

Hearing the door open, Norah immediately stopped crying. She raised her head, confusedly wiping tears from her face with her hands.

But she forgot that there was blood on her hand from the knife, which made her face instantly stained with blood.

The blood marks were very horrible and scary.

Shawn was shocked when he saw the blood on Norah's face and hurriedly ran over to her, holding her face and asking anxiously, "Norah, what's wrong with you? Why is there so much blood on your face?" "I'm fine." Norah coldly pushed him away.

"But there is so much blood. How can you still say you're fine?"

"It's not my blood."

Shawn was very worried about her. He bent down and carried Norah to the bed, then wet a towel. He carefully wiped off the blood on Norah's face bit by bit.

He was relieved until he confirmed that there were no signs of injury on her face after wiping off all the blood.

However, when he looked down, he found blood oozing out of her feet, dripping like little drops of water on the floor.

Shawn was startled and immediately lifted her foot. As he found several pieces of glass crumbs stuck in her foot, his heart tightened. His brow frown as deep as a furrow, "Why is it so serious?" He gently and softly lifted Norah's feet.

At this point, there were still drops of blood falling from the soles of the feet.

"I don't need you to do this for me." Norah looked at him coldly, saying without a trace of temperature.

"Sit still, and don't move."

After speaking, Shawn got up and went to get the medical kit.

After putting on sterile gloves, he held Norah's small foot with one hand and used tweezers to take the glass fragments from the bottom of her foot with the other hand.

The large broken glass was easier to take out while those tiny, thin, and long ones were not easy to find, because they stuck very deep.

It hurt a lot.

But Norah felt that this pain was nothing compared to the pain she had when she was in a car accident.

She gritted her teeth and stared out the window, restraining herself from crying out.

But the more she did, the more heartbroken Shawn became.

He raised his head and his soft gaze fell on Norah, "If it hurts, call out, call out may be better."

Norah shook her head, "If it will alleviate my pain to call out, then I'm sure I'll call out. But what's the use of calling out? The pain will not be alleviated, there is no need to cry out." She never wanted to do anything for nothing.

"The last glass was a little deep. Bear it." Shawn comforted her in a soft voice.

Norah just listened quietly and did not answer a single word from him.

As the pain came, she tightly squeezed the sheets, frowning, and biting her lips.

She tried her best not to cry out.

When the last one was taken out, her head was already covered with sweat. Her upper body clothes were almost wet because of the pain.

After taking out the last one, Shawn squatted to coat the ointment on her feet for gauze.

Looking at the thick bandages on her feet, Norah had a momentary lapse of concentration, but soon, she withdrew her gaze, "Thank you!" She could tell right and wrong.

Since he helped her dress her wounds, she should thank him for granted.

She knew they would be courteous and would treat each other with much respect, but would never share her inner feelings with him as she did ever. Norah lay down on the bed as Shawn sat next to her and took care of her.

"Are you thirsty? Do you want some water?" He asked.

Norah shook her head.

"Are you hungry? Is there anything you want to eat, I'll have someone prepare it."

Norah still shook her head.

The room was so quiet that even a pin falling on the floor could be heard clearly.

Just when Shawn thought Norah would not speak and would remain silent, she suddenly opened her mouth.

"Shawn?"

Hearing her voice, Shawn was a little excited, "Are you hungry?"

Norah shook her head, then said in a calm tone, "There's something I want to say to you seriously."

"Okay, you say."

"Let's get a divorce!"

These words, which were profoundly meaningful to both of them, finally came out of Norah's mouth.

She thought that it would be hard and difficult.

However, when these words resounded in the room, Norah suddenly found that it was actually not as hard as she thought.

Why could it be so difficult? Wasn't it just several words spliced together to form a sentence?

When she finally said it, she actually felt a sense of relief.

The room, however, when Norah's words were uttered, suddenly fell into a deadly quiet.

Yes, it was terribly silent.

"Shawn, I said, let's divorce."

Norah looked at him and repeated with a firm voice.

Shawn finally raised his head, with his dark eyes looking deeply at her, "Norah, I heard you."

"But, I don't agree."

These words completely shattered the last trace of illusion in Norah's heart.

Disagree?

Why did he disagree?

He had waited for this day for so long since they got married. He was longing for this day.

Now shouldn't he clap his hands and rejoice as his dream finally came true?

"I can't think of any reason for you to disagree," Norah said.

"Norah, I repeat, I strongly disagree about the divorce."

Shawn's voice came clearly and forcefully into Norah's ears.

"Why?" She asked.

Shawn didn't answer anymore.

Next, as Norah recuperated in the hospital, Shawn would stay by her side.

Though they were in the same ward, they were almost strangers.

The two of them are almost strangers to each other. Norah refused everything that Shawn gave her without hesitation.

She would not drink the water he poured;

She would not eat the food that he arranged.

She would not eat the fruit he bought for her.

Norah even refused to say any extra nonsense to him.

When there was nothing to do, Norah was lying on the hospital bed, looking out of the window in boredom, with her tears flowing down unconsciously.

She lost her baby, and her heart seemed to have died along with it.

No one knew how happy she was when she was pregnant. She felt her heartbeat. She even imagined over and over again in her mind what she would look like when she was born. She had thought about so many wonderful things.

She did not despair when she was provoked by Lilian;

When Shawn didn't fall in love with her, she didn't despair either.

Because the baby was her hope and strength for everything, and she was so longing for her arrival.

But now, her support was gone, which meant everything she had hoped for was gone.

Five days later, it was the day Norah was discharged from the hospital.

Although in the hospital for a few days, a miscarriage plus a car accident. It was difficult for her to recuperate in just five days.

Norah was discharged at eight o'clock in the morning. Shawn went to the florist to buy a bouquet of roses before arriving at the hospital to pick her up.

However, when he arrived at the hospital, he found that the ward was already empty and there was nothing.

"Norah ......"

He shouted.