Chapter 30

Zoe came to her senses and realized they were at the crossroads. They stopped in front of a traffic light. Pulling her hand away from Mason’s, she turned her face to the window and said coldly, “It was nothing!”

He looked at her dejected face and felt a little disheartened. Images of the past coursed through his mind. He had married Zoe when she was just a twenty-year-old girl. She loved him deeply back then.

She would rush downstairs and take his briefcase from him when he came back home from work. She would try to please him, tell him about what was on for dinner, and prepare the bathtub for him.

He had always made a point to hurt her when they had sex. Slowly but surely, Zoe began to smile less frequently. She also stopped acting cute around him.

It seemed that she had finally accepted the fact that he did not love her. None of her efforts meant anything to him. All she ever got in return was his cold shoulder.

She was still thoughtful, but she was merely doing her duty as a