He was relentless in tormenting her.Despite being brought to tears and screams, Ella was known for her fiery spirit. She even managed to scratch Leslie's arm.Uninhibited, she shouted, "Fine! Let's call it quits then. I'll find myself another man. I refuse to believe that someone like me can't find a man to sleep with. What makes you so special?"'This damned guy! What makes him better than other men?'The more aggressively she yelled, the more intense Leslie became. "How dare you say that?! I'll kill you!"The entire night, Ella's voice echoed in the room. The mansion's servants dared not eavesdrop. Every time Leslie brought Ella back, it sounded like a murder was taking place.…Leslie finally had enough. He got up and headed to the bathroom for a shower. When he came out, Ella was still there.She had donned one of his shirts, leaving a couple of buttons undone, and leaned against the bed, smoking. She exuded an alluring demeanor.Leslie chuckled. "You just cried your
Zoe kept Mia's situation a secret. Gordon assumed that Mia had some business and would be away for a couple of days, with a nurse taking care of things. Seeing Zoe sitting there, lost in thought, he couldn't help but say, "You should go home. There's a nurse here."Zoe shook her head. She didn't want to go anywhere right now. She just wanted to stay here.As night fell, Gordon finally succumbed to sleep. Zoe sat alone on a simple chair, silently lost in her thoughts. A faint red mark on her cheek served as a reminder of the beating she endured from Carly.Outside the hospital room, separated by a transparent glass pane, Mason stood silently. He observed the injuries on Zoe's profile, her absent-minded expression, and the emptiness in her eyes. Memories of the day she came out of Rosemary's house, fatigued but radiant when speaking, flashed through his mind."Actually, I've always been like this. It's just that you never noticed.""Mason, that 300 thousand doesn't include sleepin
Zoe pursed her lips. "I want to talk about Mia's situation."Mason's voice became even colder. "Is that so? Let's discuss it in my office." After saying that, he hung up the phone without leaving any room for further discussion.On the chilly streets of late autumn, Zoe felt a shiver run through her entire body. This was the true Mason. In the past, his occasional tenderness was just a means to coax her back home. Once he found it ineffective, he revealed his true self. Indifferent and heartless.Putting down her phone, Zoe didn't hesitate and took a bus.After a couple of transfers, she arrived at the Lockwood Corporation building. The employees of Lockwood Corporation recognized her as Mrs. Lockwood, but they also knew how unworthy she was of the title.Ava came down to meet her. Climbing to the top floor, Ava opened the door to the CEO's office with an attitude that lacked warmth. "Mr. Mason is out at the moment, Mrs. Zoe. Please wait. I'll make you a cup of coffee."
Zoe couldn't react in time.Mason turned her around to face the floor-to-ceiling window while he tightly embraced her from behind. He forced her to look at herself in the window.His words were full of humiliation. "If I'm not mistaken, you want to trade your body for Mia's freedom, right? But I've slept with this body countless times. Do you still think it's worth anything? Or do you prefer to indulge with men in a place like this rather than go back to being the respectable Mrs. Lockwood?"With just a few sentences, he shattered her completely. Zoe was not his match.Besides, Mason knew her body well. While verbally humiliating her, he tormented her physically. "Hold back, don't get my pants dirty!"Zoe's forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and her black hair clung to her head, looking disheveled. Finally, she couldn't hold back the tears any longer and cried out, "Mason, please stop!""Stop what? Didn't you want to sleep with me?" Mason was clearly angry. He
The screen began to show images.The slightly swaying video revealed a slender figure entering through the door, and the suite's bright lights clearly illuminated her face. It was Zoe.Zoe felt a chill throughout her body.Mason lightly pinched her chin. "Afraid to look?"Then he sneered. "Haven't you always insisted that you pushed open the door to room 6201? Well, watch until the end, and see clearly whether you went to 6201 or 6202."In the footage, Zoe walked toward a luxurious white bed.Mason had a drink and was peacefully resting. The alcohol was strong, and besides the hangover, there was a hint of something else that made him eager to find release with a woman. Yet, he had always maintained a clean image, never engaging in any affairs despite his long business career.Mason's fair Adam's apple moved slightly.Suddenly, a pair of soft hands gently touched his face, bringing a refreshing sensation. Mason opened his bloodshot eyes.The girl's face was slightly flushed.
Zoe felt an overwhelming sense of humiliation.Mason made her feel like nothing more than a woman for his amusement despite carrying the title of Mrs. Lockwood. From the past until now, he hadn't shown her an ounce of respect. In his eyes, she was nothing more than a cheap plaything akin to a prostitute.Within the media room echoed Zoe's pitiful pleas and Mason's satisfied breaths. It had been a long time since he felt this comfortable.Mason lowered his head to look at Zoe. Unable to see her face, he grew dissatisfied, pulling her black hair gently to the side to kiss her.Zoe, lost in his grasp, held a fruit knife she had found during the struggle.Feeling desolate, feeling absurd, she knew that leaving this room meant returning to her former life as the seemingly respectable but utterly submissive Mrs. Lockwood. Mason might confine her at home, turning her into a woman hidden from society.Zoe didn't want that.She didn't want to return to the past. She didn't want Mia to go
The hospital room was far from quiet. Two doctors were conversing with Mason."She experienced excessive blood loss." "We've transfused 800 milliliters of blood, and her condition has stabilized. It depends on when Mrs. Zoe will wake up... Yes, Mrs. Zoe's will to survive doesn't seem very strong at the moment.""If she doesn't wake up by tomorrow morning, I suggest a full-body examination for her."…The doctors lingered for a moment before leaving. Mason escorted them out and closed the door. Turning back, he saw Zoe waking up.Her small face was nestled against the snowy-white pillow, her black hair scattered across it. Wearing loose hospital attire, she exuded a frail yet delicate beauty.Mason silently watched for a few seconds before approaching. Sitting by the bed, his tone softened. "You were unconscious for five hours. Are you hungry? I'll have some food sent over."Zoe buried her face deeper into the pillow.She didn't want to look or talk to him.Mason understood
Mason returned with congee, placing the items on a small round table. He was about to lift Zoe to eat when she, leaning against the headboard, spoke softly, "It's different."Mason was puzzled for a moment. After a while, he realized what she meant. Zoe looked at him, her voice softer than before, "You're different. In the past, I loved you, so even if I didn't want to, I would endure because I wanted to make you happy.""And now?"In the gentle light, Mason gazed at her delicate face, speaking even more softly, "Now, you don't love me anymore, right? Zoe, I don't know when you stopped loving me, but I don't care. In this day and age, love is no longer important."Mason was a businessman.He didn't believe in love.In the business world, no one discussed feelings. What men cared about the most was wealth, power, and influence. Wives, children, or even mistresses were just accessories to power.After finishing his words, he went over to pick her up and walked toward the sofa.