No More Trouble, No More You

Hearing this, Sean was stunned for a moment. "I said for you to leave, but I was just in anger. That place will always be your and James’s home."

No, that was his home.

It wasn’t hers and James’s.

Sharon didn’t want to continue this topic. "Do you need something?"

"About the doll this morning, it was my fault. I came to apologize to you and James. But they are orphaned and widowed, it's not easy for them. Also, she is the descendant of my savior, so I can’t be too harsh with them."

Sharon didn’t know how many times she had heard such words.

He wanted to repay a debt, so did that mean she and James had to keep suffering?

But they didn’t owe Riley and her daughter anything!

Seeing that she didn’t respond, Sean crouched down, took out a doll from behind, and tried to cheer James up.

"Don’t be sad, son. Daddy bought you a new doll. See if you like it?"

James’s eyes were still swollen. "I don’t like it, I only want the one grandma made!"

Sean grew impatient. "They’re just dolls. What’s the difference between this one and that one?"

Seeing this, Sharon forced herself to remain calm. "Sean, you said you were here to apologize to your son."

Sean stood up. "You think I want to have a go at him? A little boy, raised to be so spoiled by you. If you ask me, you should learn from Riley on how to teach kids. Jordan..."

"James still has a fever. He needs to rest after taking his medicine. If there’s nothing else, you can leave." Sharon interrupted him, unable to bear it anymore, and tried to close the door.

But Sean grabbed the door.

He cleared his throat awkwardly. "Riley likes your wedding design. It’s her first marriage, and she’s really serious about it. She hopes to invite you to make the wedding planning."

At that moment, Sharon was wondering if she had misheard.

How could he make such a shameless request?

Sharon clenched her fists. "Sean, don’t you think you’ve gone too far?"

Sean’s gaze flickered. "I’ll give you three times... no, ten times the payment, alright? Riley doesn’t mean anything else. Don’t overthink it. She just simply likes the wedding planning you did."

"Sorry, I can’t do it!"

Sharon took two steps back and slammed the door shut with gritted teeth.

He knocked on the door for a long time, but she didn’t open it. She leaned against the door, breathing heavily.

Sean knew how unreasonable his request was, but he still made it.

He just took advantage of the fact that Sharon loved him.

But now, she no longer wanted him.

Sharon thought this matter was over.

But she didn’t expect that Sean would threaten her by saying he would sell the wedding company she worked at.

Her assistant called to notify Sharon. "Mr. Collins said, either you take on the wedding planning for Riley and him, or he would sell the wedding company!"

Sharon had once told Sean that this wedding company was founded by her father.

Later, her father fell seriously ill, and her mother had to take care of him but didn’t know how to manage the business, so they had to sell the company.

When Sean was pursuing her, he bought the wedding company to make her happy.

But now, to force her to do the wedding planning for Riley, he wanted to sell the company!

Sharon tried to arrange a meeting with Sean to talk, but he refused.

"I’m going to accompany Riley to take wedding photos today."

"Sean, do you have to be so ruthless? You know how much I care about this wedding company!"

He wanted a divorce, and she agreed.

He asked her to leave the house, and she agreed.

Why was he still repeatedly forcing her to do things she didn’t want to?

Sean called, his voice full of helplessness. "Sharon, no one wants to force you. It’s just making a wedding plan. This is your job. Just treat Riley as an ordinary client, is that so hard?"

Sharon whispered, "I can’t do it."

"Why can’t you do it? I know you care about my relationship with Riley. But she’s the daughter of my savior, and I can’t just treat her as a stranger."

Riley was calling him to take wedding photos in a sweet voice.

Sean quickly warned Sharon, "If you don’t do the wedding planning for Riley, I will sell the wedding company."

After saying that he quickly hung up the phone.

But before he hung up, the sound of the photographer’s instructions came through.

"The groom, please hold the bride’s waist and kiss her more affectionately."

"Yes, just like that!"

Sharon gripped the phone tightly, her eyes blank.

She was already so disappointed in him.

But he always found ways to make her hate him even more!

That evening, Riley sent her a message.

First, a few pictures.

"You and the little bastard’s things took up too much space, so I threw them away. Sean agreed too!"

"Oh, by the way, I deliberately took the spot from the little bastard. Jordan doesn’t like playing the piano anyway."

"That doll, I had Jordan cut it up. Something made by a dead person will bring bad luck!"

"Are you angry? You better not get so mad that you die with the little bastard, then I’ll have nothing to play with!"

"Sean slept with me tonight. You don’t think he’s being nice to me just to repay a debt, do you?"

"I’m already pregnant, but he just doesn’t feel satisfied at all every day. He really wears me out."

Another picture.

Sean, shirtless, his back to the bed, unbuckling his belt.

Not much was needed to be said between adults. It was obvious by the looks of things what they were going to do next.