The hospital room door was knocked twice and pushed open. The person who came in was none other than Lisa.Even in the late hours, Lisa was impeccable. Adorned in luxurious attire and jewelry, she exuded an aristocratic charm. Mason silently observed her, his slender fingers gripping a certain photograph.She stood at the doorway, her gaze fell upon the photo held by her son. The mother and son shared a deep connection. At this moment, Lisa knew exactly what was going through his mind.She turned to the servant who had followed her and said, "Henrietta, wait outside."Sensing the tense atmosphere, Henrietta hastily retreated and closed the door behind her.Lisa, sitting down gracefully on the couch, studied her son. Coming from an aristocratic family, she had experienced her husband's betrayal and infidelity at a young age, leaving her heart cold.In the dim light, her face carried a hint of harshness. She looked at her son and said, "I heard from that Zoe went to a bar, got into
Even in the most luxurious VIP ward, the sound of the rain tapping incessantly could still be heard, each drop echoing in Mason's heart. He opened his phone's album, looking at the picture of Zoe lying on the pillow.Lisa's words started to resonate."Mason, think back to the first month of your marriage. Didn't you come home every night? Do you dare say that you weren't addicted?"Mason couldn't deny it. This photo was the best evidence of his indulgence. For three years of marriage, he despised Zoe, yet was addicted to her body. It was he who tormented Zoe for three years. It was him.Outside, the rain continued to fall gently. Mason began to get dressed……On a rainy night, a black Rolls-Royce pulled into the mansion. When the car stopped, the windshield wipers kept swaying, and the golden goddess emblem on the front of the car, standing proudly in the rain, seemed to be weeping.Mason sat in the driver's seat. In a white shirt that stood out in the dark night, there was
Mason only slept for three hours. When he woke up, he was still tightly embracing Zoe. Her silk nightgown was slightly disheveled, revealing her shoulder in the soft morning light.She was still in his arms.Mason lowered his head, pressing his face against the nape of her neck. It was a comforting warmth.After a tender moment, he got up. In the morning, there was an important bidding meeting at the company that he had to attend. Mason freshened up and changed into a new outfit. As he was knotting his tie, he walked back to the bedroom. Zoe was awake, sitting at the bedside in a daze. When she heard his footsteps, she looked up, and their eyes met.After a few seconds, she seemed to recall the events from the night before. Her voice was calm as she spoke, "Mason, the truth doesn't matter that much anymore. It's been so long, and I don't really care. Let's move forward."The morning light softened her appearance, and her words sounded rational. "Consider what I said last n
It all seemed ridiculous when she thought about it now. Zoe was worried about Ella, so she arranged to meet her in a coffee shop.Ella arrived first, sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, watching Zoe drive over. When they met, she raised her chin. "Why are you driving yourself? Don't people like you all have dedicated drivers?"Zoe sat down with a faint smile. "I want to drive myself from now on."Ella knew her intentions. "Are you really thinking about leaving? I've noticed that Mason has been quite devoted lately."Zoe didn't want to bring up those matters. She asked Ella seriously, "What about you and Leslie? What are your plans?"Ella looked a bit embarrassed. She tidied her hair, avoiding the main issue, and skillfully changed the subject. "What can I have with him? It's just a little affair between a man and a woman. Life goes on after you break up, right?"Zoe remained silent. In the end, Ella couldn't hold back and decided to be honest. "I told you he's holding m
Zoe returned to the mansion. The white Maserati came to a stop, and a servant promptly opened the car door. The servant looked quite pleased, saying, "Madam, someone came to the house just now and brought a lot of valuable things."She replied mysteriously, "It should be a gift from Mr. Mason."The servant was genuinely happy for Zoe, thinking she had endured a lot. However, she didn't know the cruelty of this marriage for Zoe and how innocent she truly was.Zoe didn't blame anyone. She just gave a faint smile. She ascended to the second floor and pushed open the door to the master bedroom.In the living room, there were numerous boxes filled with exquisite branded items of all kinds. There was precious clothing, rare jewelry, and high heels. There were even the haute couture dresses from the fashion show a few days ago that had been brought over.It was all extravagant; a grand and obvious gesture.Mason silently walked in. He embraced her from behind, resting his chin gentl
His gaze darkened after saying that.He wanted to start anew with Zoe, not just as a form of compensation, but because he wanted to be with her. As he had mentioned, they also had enjoyable moments, and this kind of happiness was something he hadn't experienced with anyone else.However, Zoe wasn't interested in continuing the conversation. She lazily brushed him aside, saying, "Aren't you supposed to meet Lilith? Why haven't you gone downstairs yet?"Mason sensed indifference in her tone.This feeling wasn't pleasant. Zoe didn't care about him anymore, not even a bit when Lilith came over. She was emotionless, as if she were saying he didn't deserve any of her attention.…Lilith's condition delicate. She pressured the nurse to bring her here, even keeping it a secret from her mother. She waited for a long time in the small living room, and she could even hear faint movements upstairs. There was only Mason and Zoe on the second floor, and those sounds could only come from th
Having sent Lilith off, Mason returned to the second-floor master bedroom. He wanted to call Zoe downstairs for dinner, realizing it had been a while since they had a proper meal together. He wanted to make things work with her.As he entered the bedroom, the gifts he gave were carelessly piled in the corner, as if her indifference discarded his intentions. Mason knew Zoe did it on purpose. Whatever treatment he gave her before, she was throwing right back at him.It was a back-and-forth game.From the walk-in closet came faint sounds, like someone packing luggage. Mason hurried over.Sure enough, Zoe was packing a suitcase. She was filling it with clothes, accessories, and her everyday items, cramming it full.Mason watched, feeling a sudden ache.He caught her wrist, pulling and guiding her onto the small sofa. Their bodies were now close, his voice dangerous. "Where are you going?"Zoe didn't struggle. She looked up at her husband, observing the anxiety and urgency in his e
The servant hastily said, "Yes. Madam left on her own with her luggage.""She's got some spirit!"With that, Mason went upstairs. When he checked the time, it wasn't quite the waking hour. He decided to lie back down.Zoe's faint fragrance lingered around the bed.That scent captivated Mason's soul.He liked the way she smelled.She was always clean, with a hint of light shower gel. Every time they were intimate, he couldn't help but bury himself in her silky hair from behind, getting as close as possible. Just thinking about it, Mason felt overwhelmed.As he groomed and changed clothes, he pondered whether Zoe's delicate body was too enticing or if his own desires were simply too strong. The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became. Now, she hadn't even bothered to call.She seemed to be determined to give him the cold shoulder.…At noon, Zoe arrived at Hucksburgh Airport.This time, David urgently asked for her help, citing some issues with the venue in