Zoe turned her head to the side, “Aren’t you going to hop in the shower?”Lowering his head, he kissed her for a spell before getting out of bed and into the shower. His smile faded when he opened the bathroom door. The fact was, it was easiest to tell if a lady loved her husband when they had sex.Zoe might’ve felt a lot of pleasure, but she wouldn’t let herself enjoy the sex. She was suppressing herself. She’d rather clutch the bedsheets, instead of moaning out loud when things got heated. In the past, she’d wrap her arm around his neck and moaned his name.A few minutes later, he was done with the shower and came out of the bathroom. Zoe had already gotten up. She wore a silk nightgown and her long black hair cascaded down her back, giving her a vibe that was both innocent and seductive.Standing by the window, she stared off into space. Steam covered the window and she was drawing on it absentmindedly with her lean fingers. It wasn’t anything recognizable, but he could just
It was the middle of the night when he returned to his bedroom. Slipping off his shirt, he lay down behind her and leaned to her neck. He didn’t say anything. He just fooled around with her body, intent on waking her up. After a brief moment, Zoe’s breathing became rapid. He knew she was awake. Pressing his lips against her ear, he said softly, “Tell me you still love me!”Her eyes snapped open, but she couldn’t fulfill his request. She could be his wife, attend social events with him, and sleep with him. She could also take care of his daily needs, but she couldn’t go against her will and say that she loved him.Didn’t they merely strike a deal?Why did it matter if she loved him?Her long period of silence sank his heart. Then, he rolled her over and pinned her on the bed. Underneath the glow from the moonlight, he stared at her quietly, his eyes growing ever darker.“What’s the matter, Mason?”They locked gazes for a long time. Her voice was a little husky when she spoke,
Ella responded with a smile, “Go ahead.”…Mason was at the central court of Skyline Galleria. He stood by a window, smoking in silence. He put some serious thought into his outfits today. Donned in a white shirt, he wore a bespoke grey suit over it. However, he looked so lonely when he smoked!He had been here for half an hour. He saw two rows of flower stands and one of them stood out. Calla lilies. It was no easy feat finding them in this season. He glanced at the sender's card. It was Cecil!Zoe probably loved it. That was why she put it in the center. On the other hand, he had bought eight flower stands for her, but they were put aside. Apparently, she didn’t love them.…That was why Mason didn’t go into her dessert spot. A thought came over him when he was smoking. She didn’t even want to say what he wanted to hear last night. Was it because she loved someone else? That could explain why she wasn’t able to tell him that she loved him.Zoe found Mason and saw him all b
The party for the opening ceremony came to an end. Zoe thanked every guest for coming as they filed out of her dessert spot. She did some stock-taking before saying goodbye to Ella. Needless to say, Ella could tell that something was wrong with them and she was quite worried.Smiling faintly, she said, “It’s fine! All couples bicker sometimes!”Then, she sent her friend into the cab and watched as they left. Crossing her arms, she headed to the parking lot.The wind blew past her in the night.She was still thinking about how she should face him later!Mason drove the black Bentley tonight. He was smoking in the car. Wisps of grey smoke shot out of his mouth and got scattered by the wind, making him look a little cold and alone.Getting into the car, she lowered her head and was about to buckle in when he snuffed out his cigarette and leaned over, “Allow me.”“I can do it myself!” She had just uttered the words, but he had already gripped her hands. They were so close to each
However, she shed her tears for another man. Leaning back on his seat lightly, he lowered his gaze and smirked at himself. He was feeling quite good about himself for the whole day while his wife was disheartened because she couldn’t be with another man! It’d always be her biggest regret not ending up together with Cecil.She didn’t love him because she had given her heart to Cecil. Her heart was already taken. That was why she didn’t have room for him.He could honestly say that he had been nothing but good to her recently!He knew she liked to be treated gently and that was what he did. He had never forced himself on her ever since they were remarried. He dared say that both of them wanted it when they had sex every time! If she was even slightly uncomfortable with it, he’d hold himself back.He was trying to pleasure her and make her feel happy. He was trying to be there for her! However, it turned out that he was merely patting himself on the back because none of it mattered
The party in the private room was still going strong.Gregory was there as well. His friendship with Mason was strained due to his feelings for Zoe. He couldn’t be bothered to greet him. It was midnight and the other guys in the private room had left. However, Mason was still leaning back on the couch, smoking with a blank face. The ashtray before him was filled to the brim with cigarette butts.Gregory gave him a sidelong glance and smirked, “What’s the matter? Trouble in paradise? What brought you here to drown your sorrows in alcohol? “I guess it makes sense. Not so easy being the simp, huh? Zoe spent a long time trying to please you these past few years. Now, it's your turn to feel how she felt.”Snorting, Mason said, “We’re just fine!” Then, he leaned over and snuffed the cigarette, “It’s much better than coveting something you could never have! Give up on her, Gregory!”On the other hand, Gregory very much wanted to piss him off. “Really? I think it’s still too early to t
Mason chose to let her see his white shirt in this condition. What was he trying to tell her?Was he hinting at her that he was starting to not take their marriage seriously? Or, was he trying to assert his freedom?In any case, she chose to ignore it. Rinsing the white shirt, she put some detergent on it and started to rub and wash it. As she cleaned the shirt, the smell of perfume and the lipstick were gone as well, as if nothing happened last night.The white shirt looked as good as new.She was about to take it to the dryer when he took it from her and tossed it in the bin. Glancing at it quietly for a few seconds, she raised her eyes to meet his gaze.He was tall and had a firm physique. His black hair was tousled as well, looking charming in the early morning. She couldn’t help but wonder about something. Mason had such a tantalizing body. Was it possible he rolled in the sack with a lady last night?However, she couldn’t be bothered to ask him. Looking into her eyes, he
Mason was already dressed nicely while Zoe was still sitting on the sink.She felt cold all over.She knew his character all too well and she was sure he wouldn’t let her off easily. However, if someone asked if she regretted telling him about it, she’d say firmly that she didn’t regret it.The fact was, she couldn’t regret it!He pushed her to the brink of collapse. At that point, she didn’t have enough wits about her to lie. At that moment, she looked like a mess while he looked impeccable!Leaning on the wall, he had a cigarette between his lean fingers. Wisps of grey smoke lingered in the restroom and blurred their vision a little.His voice was slightly husky when he asked, “When did it happen?”Her nightgown was a mess. She shielded herself with her arms, but it didn’t make her feel warm at all. Her face was devoid of color as well.Staring at him for a long time, she said slowly, “It was back when Ella had the accident. I thought about being together with him then! How