Mason went back to Brookesville three days later. It was already evening when the black RV rolled into the villa and the chauffeur killed its engine. Then, he opened the car door for his master.Mason got out of the car. He saw that the chauffeur was about to take his luggage and said, “I can do it myself.”The servants rushed at him as soon as he entered the living room. “Something happened to your father-in-law a few days ago, Mr. Mason. Ms. Zoe is in a bad mood. She’s upstairs now!”He knew what had happened to the Sanders family. Irritated, he took his luggage upstairs and opened his bedroom door. Zoe was tidying up the dresser. He put down his luggage, loosened his tie, and studied her. Zoe had loved doing the house chores, cleaning up, and making snacks ever since they had gotten married. If it had not been for her outstanding looks and graceful physique, she would have been no different from a nanny.Zoe did not say a word for a long time. Mason was quite worn out from the
“Yeah. You gave me a hundred thousand dollars every month when my family was in trouble. However, I feel like a hooker every time I take the check from you. “It felt like you were paying me after you had your way with me in bed!”…Mason cut her off coldly. “Is that how you see it?” He pinched her chin softly. “Do you think hookers don’t know how to please a man sexually, like you? You don’t even know how to moan. All you did was squeal like a kitty!“You want to divorce me, huh? Do you have any idea the kind of life you'll have if you leave me…?”Zoe felt pain from his pinch and raised her hand to break free. He caught her hand and stared at her ring finger. “Where’s your wedding ring?”“I sold it off!” She said miserably. “I’m going to divorce you, Mason!”It took everything she had to utter those words. She had loved him for six years. If it had not been for what she saw and the fireworks that night, she might have still felt compelled to lock herself in this loveless ma
He had to have her. There was no changing his mind. Furthermore, Zoe looked so delicate beneath him. He might not have loved her, but he did love her body.Mason was unapologetic as he moved to have sex with her. Zoe held him off by his shoulders, her breath labored. “I didn’t take the pill for the past few days, Mason. You’re going to get me pregnant.”He stopped in his tracks. He might want it badly, but he had not lost his good sense. He had no plans to have a baby with Zoe. Not yet, anyway. Mason paused for a while before sneering. “You thought things through, it seems!”Her defiance meant nothing to him. He placed one of his hands on her side and took out a box of condoms from the nightstand with another.He was about to tear it open when his phone rang! He ignored it, tore it up, and leaned in to kiss Zoe. She shook her head, trying to break free from him.His phone kept ringing.Mason finally picked it up, displeased. It was his mother, Lisa. “Your grandma isn’t feelin
Mason knew his grandma said that on purpose, but he stole a glance at Zoe nonetheless. She had no intention of acting all lovey-dovey with him. She chatted with Barbara for a while before standing up and said, “I’ll make the pretzels now.”The smile on Barbara’s face was gone as soon as Zoe left. Then, she leaned back. “What’s up with Lilith, Mason? You can look after her a little, but fireworks are a tad too much. Zoe might be jealous of her and pick a bone with you.“You should make more effort for Zoe. Don’t neglect her.“She might just run away if you continue to treat her like she’s nothing.”…Mason gave Barbara some answers to appease her, but he did not bother to justify the fireworks. Perhaps it was Ava’s doing! They had been chatting for a while when Zoe came in with the snacks. He looked at her and saw that she kept her shirt clean. She was so elegant and beautiful. Every lady should follow her example. He lost his appetite for food all of a sudden. Barbara, on th
Zoe released her grip on the car door handle. The atmosphere in the car was oppressive.Mason was actually tired from his trip and the subsequent visit to Lockwood Manor. He rubbed his brow with one hand and gripped the steering wheel with another, the impatience clear in his voice. “When are you going to stop being unreasonable?”So, he merely thought she was being unreasonable. How disappointing. Zoe sat upright and said softly after a brief pause, “I’m serious, Mason! I don’t want to be with you anymore!” He turned around and looked at her. He looked so dashing with his sharp features. She used to fall for him every time, but she felt nothing now. Not even a little. …Mason stared at her and unbuckled his seat belt. “Out of the car!” Zoe exited the car as soon as he unlocked the doors and walked briskly toward the villa. She puffed up her chest, determined to go through with the divorce. Mason smoked a cigarette before he got out of the car and went upstairs. They e
Zoe tightened the thermal jug’s lid and said softly, “I’ll find a way around it! The money I made from selling my wedding ring will support Dad’s medical bill for half a year. “As for Noah’s legal fee, I’m going to sell this house. Aside from that, I’ll look for a job that’ll let me support the family.” Tears started to build up in Zoe’s eyes. Her birth mother left this house for them. They had never had to sell it away despite the hardships they went through in the past. Mia was taken aback. She might have stopped persuading Zoe, but deep down she disagreed with it. Both of them went to the hospital after Zoe was done with her preparations.Gordon Sanders had stabilized greatly after the doctor treated him. He was merely a little distressed, worrying about Noah’s future. Zoe said nothing about her divorce. In the afternoon, Gordon’s doctor came to check on him.Doctor Cecil was a young and revered neurosurgeon with a Ph.D. Boasting a height of six feet, he was graceful, gentle
Zoe thought it was inappropriate. “We’re in the hospital, Mason!”“Obviously.” Mason was unfazed. He pressed against her hard and whispered into her ears menacingly, “Do you know who he is?” Zoe could read the subtext of his question. He was the director of the Lockwood Pharmaceutical Group. As such, he was clad in both power and status. He would never allow his wife to get too close to another man.Zoe smiled bitterly, “My mind isn’t filthy like yours, Mason. I’m not in the mood. Listen to me. I won’t get in bed with anyone else before our divorce is finalized.”With that, she shoved him aside and went into Gordon’s ward. Mason was at her heels. His eyes narrowed. He could not believe Gordon was not staying in a solitary ward. Mia took a chair for him and said softly, “Have a seat! Don’t just stand there, Zoe! You can go home with Mason later. Leave your dad to me!”Mason sat down and chatted with Gordon. He might have been cold to Zoe all this time, but he presented himself
He rarely forgave Zoe, but surprisingly, she rejected him. Zoe withdrew her slender finger. Mason’s patience was not without its limits, “What on earth do you want from me?”Zoe answered, “I want a divorce!”His work was demanding enough. Now, Zoe insisted on not going back home with him. Also, he had trouble finding the right cuff links this morning. Mason was about to pull his hair out. He was going to lose it when he saw Cecil chatting with a nurse in front of a white BMW in the parking lot. Mason was ticked off even more and clicked his tongue. At that moment, his phone rang. It was Ava. He answered the call and said, “What?”Ava said, “Ms. Lilith fell to the ground when she was getting out of her bed earlier. She might’ve hurt the nerves in her legs. She’s in a foul mood now. Do you want to visit her at Hucksburgh? She might be happy to see you.”Mason held his phone and said nothing. Needless to say, he did not want to upset Zoe. However, she heard everything because
Molly longed for sincerity, but Ocelotte’s sincerity could only be given once. He had made it abundantly clear—they were now in a mutually consensual relationship. If she couldn’t handle it, she had to leave immediately. But Molly couldn’t bear to leave. This conversation, however, was a rare opportunity. She didn’t want to let it slip away, so she turned her head and focused on Ocelotte. “Then, is there anything else you want?” The gray Cullinan cruised through the night, its body repeatedly leaving streetlights behind. Amid this repetitive rhythm, Ocelotte’s voice slowly broke the silence. “I’ve already said, there won’t be anything between us except sleeping together.” “I know.” Molly’s voice was soft, almost inaudible. After that, she turned her face to the side, gazing at the night scenery outside the car window. The car was quiet; neither of them spoke again, but an undercurrent of subtle tension lingered in the air. When the car slowed to a stop at the red li
Molly stood frozen. For a long time, she couldn't process what was happening. She didn't understand why Ocelotte was angry. She wondered if he liked her to dress more seductively. She quickly put down the utensils in her hands and cautiously said, "Then I'll go change." "Go change." Ocelotte's voice was strained, carrying an indescribable grimness. Molly hurried into the bedroom's walk-in closet. Since Ocelotte had booked this place for three months, she often came to serve him and had brought a few outfits for herself. Now, seeing Ocelotte upset, she took off the floral long dress and changed into a black off-shoulder mini dress…However, when Molly finished changing, she suddenly froze. Then, she started breathing heavily. She desperately wanted a cigarette, thinking it would help calm her anxious emotions. Yes, she needed a cigarette. Molly shakily took a cigarette from her bag, leaned against the wardrobe, lit it, and took a deep drag. Only when the nicotine
Molly softly denied, "I just knew Ocelotte in the past." Blake sighed lightly, "Even if it was just a brief encounter, it's still very useful." He had seen it clearly just now.Obviously, Molly was someone close to Ocelotte, and his possessiveness was undeniable. As soon as he arrived, he was subtly jealous. Blake would have to tell Brody when she got back to make sure no scandals arose during their collaboration with Molly, or things could get difficult in the future. At that moment, Molly's phone buzzed. She picked it up and saw a message from Ocelotte. "Wait for me at the hotel later."Molly quietly looked at the few words on the screen. Simple as they were, the hierarchy between them was vividly reflected in those characters. Molly wasn’t angry; instead, she obediently replied with a "Okay." On the other side, Ocelotte leaned back in his office chair, his body gently turning. When his phone received the message, he couldn't help but smile faintly.…It was 8:
Ocelotte had thoughts in his mind, but his expression remained unchanged. A few seconds later, he diverted his gaze. It was Scarlett who respectfully greeted him first, saying, "Mr. Ocelotte." Only then did Ocelotte nod, but his demeanor still exuded a sense of arrogance, clearly highlighting his status and position. Once they stepped out, the elevator was left with only Scarlett and Molly. Unable to hold back, Scarlett muttered, "Pretending to be so dignified! Is he like this in private too?" Molly, with her sunglasses on, concealed her reddened eyes. Hearing Scarlett’s complaint, she softly responded, "He wasn’t like this before, not at all." Scarlett stared at Molly.After a long pause, Scarlett said seriously, "I know you care about him deeply, Molly. You two have had a love that left a lasting impression. "How is he treating you now, though? I don’t want you to keep suffering. If it’s really forcing it, maybe this love shouldn’t continue." Molly quietly respon
After saying that, he didn’t pay any attention to Molly and walked into the elevator. The well-dressed woman from earlier was waiting for him inside. As soon as Ocelotte entered, she smiled and started talking to him. His expression softened instantly, no longer carrying the indifference he had shown toward Molly. The lobby was filled with people coming and going… Molly stood quietly, but the prying eyes felt like daggers, piercing into her with a sharp intensity. After a long while, she gave a bitter smile. Molly, wasn't this normal? Ocelotte had made it clear from the beginning that she was only in a mutual arrangement. It was her own crossing of boundaries, her own expectations for him in her heart, that led to this self-inflicted humiliation. But still, her heart hurt.Molly walked into the car, and Scarlett was already inside. Just as she was about to speak, Molly opened her bag and took out a pack of cigarettes, intending to light one. She desperately needed a
In the early morning, Molly woke up. Ocelotte was already gone, but there was still warmth on the pillow beside her; he must have left not long ago. Molly gently touched the warmth, a look of longing on her serene face. She longed for every moment spent with Ocelotte. Even if he hated her, even if he only played with her, even though they would part after three months, she felt that having these memories was enough… Morning light filtered through the white gauze curtain, soft and gentle. At the foot of the white bed lay a man's thin cashmere coat, left behind by Ocelotte... When Molly left, she picked up the coat and, after some thought, decided to personally deliver it to Ocelotte's company after nine o'clock. She first went back home, still being careful, as Roselyn had long gotten used to it. Roselyn only said, "Don't let Grandma know you spent the night outside." Molly's face turned fiery red.After she finished washing up, Molly changed into a new outfi
Molly’s long black hair spread smoothly on the pillow, her body delicate with barely noticeable rises and falls.She whispered, "Do you still want me?"Ocelotte didn’t respond.At that moment, his phone rang. It was a call from Noah.Ocelotte glanced at Molly, signaling for her to remain silent, and answered the call without hesitation. "It's a last-minute business trip. I won't be coming back tonight."On the other end of the phone, Noah wasn’t easily fooled. He let out a cold laugh, "A business trip? Is it you going on a trip, or is it your second brother?"Ocelotte fell silent.Noah continued, "I don't care what you do out there, Ocelotte. But there’s one thing—don’t fool around with yourself, end up getting tricked, and regret it later. There’s plenty of things in life you’ll regret!"Ocelotte's voice was hoarse as he replied, "I know, Dad."Noah snorted, "You know nothing."It was clear that Noah had learned about what his son had been up to recently. As a father, of cou
She was so petite that he could hold her easily in his arms, her soft, delicate body pressed against him. The sensation was subtle, but Ocelotte did his best to ignore it.The female doctor said, "This is more like it!"The doctor was both gossipy and professional, and in no time, she had finished treating the wound. When she removed the porcelain shard, Molly's fingers dug deeply into Ocelotte's waist and arm, causing him to lower his head to look at her.Molly trembled with pain, like a pitiful little dove.For some reason, Ocelotte, almost instinctively, placed one hand gently on her shoulder and pulled her closer into his embrace.At that moment, he seemed to be filled with a sense of pity.…Leaving the hospital, Molly thought that Ocelotte would take her straight to the hotel. To her surprise, he took her to an old street near their school, where many small eateries lined the road. Young students often came here to eat. They had visited this place a few times back then.
Molly was cradled in Ocelotte's arms. Her nose was filled with the familiar, masculine scent of Ocelotte, pleasant but now tinged with a more mature fragrance than before... She buried her head tightly, trying not to cry. She really did cry. She hadn’t cried when she was hurt, nor when Scarlett and Zahra were fighting, but at the unexpected gentleness of Ocelotte, she broke down… Molly let go of all her pride and whispered softly, “Do you still care about me, Ocelotte?” Ocelotte stiffened. After a moment, he gave a cold laugh. “You’re overthinking, Molly! Do you really think, after what you’ve done, I could still have feelings for you? Is there any room for us to develop feelings for each other?” As if that wasn’t enough, he added with disdain: “I’m just afraid that during sex with you, you’ll pass out.”Molly felt a sense of disorientation. For a long time, she quietly murmured, “I understand.” Ocelotte thought to himself, her skin really was thick. When