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
In the presidential suite, the newlywed night was fiery, filled with affection and intimacy. The wedding banquet was still bustling with excitement.There was a special guest, who quietly arrived and hoped to leave just as quietly. He was afraid to disturb her mood and feared that if she saw him, she might not be pleased. However, despite his best efforts, they still crossed paths in the hallway.Gael stood quietly, watching Yanni. She had just taken Ella to the restroom, as she wasn’t comfortable leaving her alone. Besides Ella, there was another small girl with her, probably one of the twins she had with Keaton. The other twin was her brother.The twins were named Shay Bright and Drew Bright. Ella adored her younger siblings. Whenever she came home from school, she would always spend some time playing with them first. At night, she would sneak her little sister into her room and cuddle her to sleep, treating her like a little doll.At first, Yanni was quite worried, but she lat
In the early morning, the first rays of sunlight bathed the earth, signaling a joyous occasion at the Sanders family home. The youngest daughter of Noah and Gwynn was finally getting married. Even more delightful, she was marrying her childhood love. Dressed in a headpiece and red bridal gown, she was as beautiful as could be, the most stunning woman Zion had ever seen.The Quarto family was busy with preparations. Although they were not extremely wealthy, Jordyn was a capable family head with a good reputation. He handled both inside and outside affairs with finesse and charm. To everyone’s surprise, he got along very well with Mason.However, Noah had some reservations. “Don't you have any relatives of your own, Mason?”Mason didn’t engage with his criticism. Together with Zoe, they helped with the wedding arrangements. A traditional Chinese wedding was far more elaborate than a Western one, but thankfully, the families had enough help to avoid any chaotic moments.During the d
That night, Jamie and Paityn returned home with their daughter Carol. As soon as they arrived, Carol went to do her homework, while Paityn went to check on their youngest son, Colten Lockwood. The housekeeper was taking care of him and, upon hearing footsteps, turned her head and softly said, "Madam, you're back? He hasn't woken up at all, he's such a good boy."Paityn smiled lightly and signaled for the housekeeper to go downstairs and rest.When the door closed, she looked down at the sleeping Colten. The little one, only eight months old, resembled his father completely; almost like a miniature copy of Jamie. Even Carol, at times, would look at her brother’s face and marvel: "It’s really a masterpiece from God!"Jamie replied, "You even know what a masterpiece is?"Carol teased, "A husband’s looks are the wife’s glory!"Paityn quietly said to Jamie, “She must have seen a supermodel runway show."Jamie immediately asked, "Did she like it?"Paityn didn't answer, just smiled.
On the second floor, Gwen was trying on her wedding dress for tomorrow. Just as Zion had wished, it was a traditional Zutriysteinian wedding.The red wedding gown was crafted by the top artisans from Zutriystein, elegant and dignified. The headpiece she wore was adorned with wild pearls; each gem was carefully embedded, and the headpiece alone cost tens of millions. A substantial amount of money had been spent.The woman in the mirror was stunningly beautiful. Gwen gently touched her headpiece and muttered to herself, "Zion really doesn’t mind spending money on this little hobby of his."Gwynn, as a mother, patted her head. "This little girl really doesn’t know when to keep quiet, but luckily, she’s married well and is right here beside me..."She had given a generous wedding gift, exactly the same as when Holly got married. Like Holly, Gwen didn’t want any shares of the Sanders Group. The money that Zion earned was enough to support both of them and his small hobbies.Meanwhile
Ignacio said, "We can’t take care of both of you."Holly was at a loss for words.Lucius was at that lively age, but he was raised by his father and had good manners. When he saw Ocelotte, he respectfully greeted him, saying, "Second Uncle."Ocelotte patted his little head, thinking that the boy seemed sturdier than his own children, possibly because Molly was too fragile. He made a mental note to make sure Yeager got some extra nutrients when he went back.The black Rolls-Royce Phantom sped down the highway, getting them back to the Qiao family mansion before evening.The Sanders family’s sons had all moved out, leaving only Gwen still living at home. Holly, who rarely came back, was also staying at the house. She didn’t refuse, planning to stay for a few days before heading to Silvercrest to visit her biological parents and pay respects.The car pulled into the Sanders Residence, and the house was lit up brightly.In the courtyard parking area, luxury cars were parked everywhe
In the evening, Gwen was preparing to leave work.In the parking lot, she spotted Zion’s car, but it was empty. Just then, a school leader passed by and said to her, “Zion came to school. There’s a donation ceremony happening in the auditorium. You should go check it out. "Then, you two can head home together afterward. On a cold day like this, a nice dinner would be perfect. What a cozy idea!”Gwen playfully replied, “You really know how to enjoy life.”The leader, holding a bag of groceries, laughed, “See? Your teacher’s wife has been nagging me since morning to go home and cook while babysitting the grandkids.”Gwen smiled softly, watching him leave.In the sky, clouds glowed orange and yellow, their edges tinged with gold.She carried a thermos as she walked toward the auditorium. Along the way, a few students noticed her and started chirping excitedly, cheekily calling her “Ms. Gwen.”Gwen corrected them, “It’s Ms. Gwen.”The students laughed and teased, “Ms. Gwen! Mr. Z
Gwen stared dazedly at the man.Zion, dressed in a black coat, stood tall in the study, exuding an oppressive aura. He walked toward her and pulled the teary-eyed girl, her face streaked like a little tabby cat, into his arms. One hand gently smoothed her hair as his voice softened to the extreme, "Still saying you didn’t cry."Gwen leaned against his shoulder, mumbling, "You did it on purpose.""Are you at least a little touched?"She pounded on him twice more in response.Zion chuckled lowly, letting the girl vent while his heart ached silently.These past five years had been filled with fear and uncertainty for him. He had been afraid that before he could make a name for himself, Gwen would fall for someone else. If that happened, what could he possibly use to ask her to come back to him?The love story of a poor boy and a rich girl might've existed in novels, but the reality was often harsh.Gwen didn’t care, but he couldn’t bear to let her endure hardship.Now, as they
Zion and Gwen's marriage seemed inevitable, with no one putting up any resistance. Occasionally, Gwen even had a strange illusion.It all went so smoothly that the years of separation seemed like they had never happened, as if she and Zion had always been together. After their reunion, he didn’t even ask her about her life abroad and treated her just as he did before.She was no longer as youthful and tender, but Zion still saw her as if she were a 20-year-old girl. Gwen felt a bit dejected, thinking to herself, he must just like girls around 18-year-old.But unfortunately, the spring river flows eastward and cannot return!Zion only smiled.In winter, the days grew shorter. After work, Gwen arrived at Zion's villa, but he had not yet come home. The two housekeepers had already started preparing dinner.When Gwen got out of the car, she received a call from Zion. Her voice was soft and tender.“When will you be back?”On the other end, Zion checked the time and said, “I’ll be
Zion noticed Gwen gazing at him with those wide, expectant eyes again. With a chuckle, he reached into the pocket of his trench coat, pulled out a sleek wallet, and carefully extracted a platinum card. He placed it in her outstretched hand and said with a smile, “This is my secondary card. There’s no credit limit.” Gwen gasped softly, then teased, “Wow, aren’t you generous? Thank you, Teacher Qin.” Zion gave her a light tap on the head. Not missing a beat, Gwen wrapped her arms around his neck and grinned mischievously, “Thank you, my sugar daddy.” Zion’s response was to pull her close, cupping her cheeks as he kissed her fiercely. Though he once carried himself as an educator and now as a refined businessman, he found himself utterly smitten by her playful antics. After the kiss, Zion leaned close to Gwen's ear and murmured something uncharacteristically crude that sent a shiver down her spine. He playfully nipped her nose. “Turns out you’ve got a thing for bad boy