<strong>Chapter 480:</strong>


    Sensing the tension between them, Shawn asked, “What makes you ask that?”


    “It’s nothing,” Katherine said with an icy calmness. “Just give me the food.”


    “Alright.”


    Shawn avoided looking at her as she ate, instead stepping out of the ward to calm his suddenly frayed nerves. Katherine wouldn’t have asked that question without a reason. Surely, he’d done something to make her suspicious.


    But what could it have been?


    Shawn took out his phone, and an ufortable silence filled the air.


    The next day, before Shawn even arrived at Katherine’s ward, she had already contacted Arlo.


    To her surprise, she discovered that Arlo wasn’t Frankie at all. The real Frankie was standing right before her. It became clear why Shawn had developed feelings for her.


    Katherine had always found Shawn’s behavior toward her erratic and unpredictable. After she broke ties with Frankie, Shawn seemed to avoid her presence.


    Wasn’t that behavior suspicious?


    Great. Just great.


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    Katherine was so seething with anger that sleep eluded her throughout the entire night.


    Shawn had been manipting her emotions all these years.


    “Why are you staring at me like that? Is there something on my face?” he asked, confusion evident in his voice.


    Katherine scoffed inwardly as she watched Shawn continue with his act. “Shawn, I’m giving you onest chance. If you tell me the truth now, I’ll let it go.”


    “Tell you what, exactly?” Shawn seemed genuinely baffled. “I have nothing to hide from you.”


    “You’re still pretending!” Katherine was on the verge of losing control when her old phone rang again. It was a message from Frankie: “Ke, how have you been?”


    But Frankie was Shawn!


    Katherine studied Shawn from head to toe. He wasn’t holding a phone, so it wasn’t him messaging her.


    She couldn’t quite figure out how Shawn was pulling this off, but she was certain he was hiding something again.


    “Frankie messaged me,” she said, her voice trembling with frustration.


    “Oh, really?” Shawn said, shrugging off his coat and sitting down on the sofa. “Isn’t that nice?”


    “What do you think I should reply?”


    “Reply however you want.”


    With his watchful eyes on her, Katherine typed a message on her phone. “I’ve been doing well. How about you?” The response came back almost instantly, yet Shawn still hadn’t touched his phone.


    “That’s good to hear.”


    “Ourst encounter ended poorly. There are some things I need to tell you in person. Shall we meet again?”


    Frankie replied, “I apologize; I’ve been very busytely.”


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