Mason sat in the living room for the entire afternoon. As the dusk settled in, he finally stirred, dialing a number on his phone. "Please ask Mr. Bernard to come to the mansion and draft a divorce agreement for me."On the other end of the line, Ava was left dumbfounded for a moment before managing to find her voice. "Mr. Mason, are you suggesting a divorce?"Mason hung up without a word. Ava blinked, finally understanding her boss's intentions.For a brief moment, she felt a sense of joy. She couldn't help but think that if Mason was getting a divorce, there might be an opportunity for her to get closer to him. She had more advantages than Lilith.Half an hour later, Ava arrived at the mansion with Bernard in tow. The atmosphere in the study was incredibly heavy. Sensing something amiss, the housekeeper promptly served coffee and discreetly left the room. She recognized Bernard and speculated that Mason might be seeking a divorce from Zoe.The aroma of coffee filled the a
A petite 8-inch cake sat on the table. It was a deep blue cake with little yellow stars, a mini tent, and a little girl sitting inside the tent, hands clasped together, making a wish.In the hospital room, Zoe sat on the sofa, gazing at the small cake. Her expression was girlish, her eyes sparkling. She exuded a gentle aura reminiscent of their early days of marriage when she looked at him with those same sparkling eyes. Now, her softness was toward another man.Just a cake was enough to make her so happy.Mason recalled her words. "Mason, I don't like you anymore."'Has she fallen for Cecil?'Mason's face darkened, and eventually, he burst into a mocking laugh. Suddenly, he didn't want to let Zoe go.The divorce papers were torn into halves, turning into a pile of waste paper.…Zoe was about to cut the cake.Mason entered, appearing in the hospital room. She saw his slightly pale face and subconsciously tried to hide the cake. It was the only precious thing she had after
In the midst of Zoe's daze, Mason headed to the bathroom. After a while, the sound of rushing water echoed from the bathroom, occasionally accompanied by the low, husky voice of a man.Zoe was a mature woman now. She figured out that Mason was attending to his physical needs in the bathroom.After about 20 minutes, Mason emerged from the bathroom, wearing a standard white bathrobe. The collar was slightly open, revealing his fair and sturdy chest, covered in droplets of water trickling down his body.Mason paid no attention to these details. He walked over and stood silently at the bedside, observing the absent-minded Zoe.After a while, Zoe looked up at him. The corners of her eyes were reddened, and her eyes were misty with tears. No woman could accept such cruel treatment from her husband, even if she had endured such a marriage for three years.She thought she had grown accustomed to it.Mason looked at her pitiful face without the slightest change in his emotions. All his
"Of course, you can reject this," Mason said. "But I can guarantee that without my help, Noah will be in prison for a good ten years. Zoe, let me remind you of how outstanding your brother was back then. "Numerous elite ladies were eyeing him. If it weren't for his fall from grace and the Sanders family's downfall, he would have it all in a couple of years. He would have a family and children."…If, in the past, Mason had torn apart Zoe's body. Now, he was tearing apart her heart. They had finally stripped away all the veils, speaking openly and straightforwardly. He wanted her to be his wife not for love but for the sake of interest and appearances.Noah's freedom was the price he set for her.Zoe didn't refuse. Still, she didn't agree immediately. Her hands tightly grasped the bedsheets, restraining all her emotions as she looked at him, softly saying, "I need some time to think about it."Mason wasn't surprised at all. He thought to himself that people grow, and Zoe was no e
Zoe didn't meet his gaze. She leaned against the headboard and spoke softly, "I guess those terms you laid out last night also include me turning a blind eye to Lilith and any future affairs, right?"Mason remained silent.Zoe continued, "Mason, the moment you chose to get involved with Lilith, you didn't need to consider my feelings anymore, did you? Besides, are we really husband and wife? Just like you said, we're just...marriage partners."She made it clear. There was no need for her to act foolish and resentful anymore. Mason sneered.Approaching her, he lightly held her chin, using a slender index finger to stroke her rosy lips. He gazed at the moistened color, his voice slightly hoarse. "Quite articulate, I must say."Unable to bear it, Zoe wanted to turn away.However, Mason suddenly leaned in, pinning her against the head of the bed. His prominent nose and lips pressed against hers, a soft and enticing touch.Mason lowered his gaze, his Adam's apple involuntarily movi
Mason frowned slightly and twisted the pen closed. He remembered the sounds Lilith made during the meal. He could endure it, but he wondered if Aiden would mind. Ava was indeed an experienced professional. Mason's eyebrow raised, and she already guessed his thoughts. She assured him, "Mr. Mason, rest assured. I'll remind Ms. Lilith on the way to pay attention to table manners. Aiden, coming from a literary family background, should be quite concerned about this."Mason remained silent.Ava was confident she guessed right. She despised Lilith even more now. 'Eating like a pig and still thinking of marrying Mason? Dream on!' However, it was evident Lilith didn't think the same way. She had dressed up intentionally, wearing a white layered dress with romantic lace layers that complemented her face. Ava pushed Lilith's wheelchair downstairs, casting a disdainful glance from above. In her mind, Lilith was a hillbilly. She was short, and this distasteful dress highlighted it.
Aiden's assistant was taken aback. He realized she might have revealed too much and quickly covered it up, saying, "I searched it on Google."Mason gave a faint smile, not delving deeper. After the assistant breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at Lilith.Rumors had it that Lilith was exceptionally talented, but no one mentioned her having a limp. On top of that, that outfit of hers wasn't much to comment on, to be honest.Lilith was especially excited. "You must be Aiden, right?"The assistant smiled. "I am Aiden's assistant, David."Lilith's enthusiasm instantly faded. So, it wasn't Aiden but just an assistant. She rolled her eyes in disappointment.On the side, Ava sneered. David was the most famous manager in the industry, holding many high-quality resources. Many young musicians tried to curry favor with him. Lilith, on the other hand, was nothing, yet she dared to roll her eyes. She was truly foolish.As expected, when Aiden met them, David leaned over to whisper somethi
Aiden couldn't help but shed tears when he spoke passionately. Lilith empathized with her. "What a pity."Aiden composed himself and clinked glasses with Mason, adopting a lighter tone. "But I will find her. It's never too late to pursue a career in music."Mason smiled reservedly. "Your dedication to classical music is truly moving."Then, he glanced at Ava. Ava immediately presented a check for three million dollars, skillfully saying, "This is a small symbol of support from Mr. Mason for classical music. Please accept it, Mr. Aiden. In the future, if you needs anything, Mr. Mason will not hesitate to offer assistance."Aiden, being polite and reserved, responded, "That's very kind of you, Mr. Mason."Mason excused himself. "I hope I'm not intruding."Finally, David accepted the check and saw Mason and his group off.When David returned, Aiden was still sipping his drink. David chuckled. "Where did Mr. Mason find such a treasure? She's nowhere near as good as Zoe, both i
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
Zion could sense Gwen’s cautiousness and chuckled softly. Then, he cupped her face and planted a firm kiss on her lips. “Don’t worry, I won’t touch you. We agreed to save that for our wedding night. Besides, I just drank last night, so I probably wouldn’t be much use. I want your first time to be special, so I’ll make sure I’m well-prepared.” Gwen’s cheeks turned crimson. She buried her face in his chest, mumbling, “I don’t understand what you’re talking about.” How peculiar! Back then, even though they were together, their relationship had always been proper and restrained. But now, here they were, sharing a bed, their bodies so intimately close it was both thrilling and embarrassing. Gwen had never experienced this before. Zion seemed to understand her thoughts. He leaned in close to her ear and whispered, “I haven’t either. Before the wedding night, I’ll make sure to study hard.” Gwen didn’t dare ask how he planned to “study,” though she had a pretty good idea—i
Zion maintained a respectful demeanor and immediately greeted, “Mr. Noah.” Noah, however, didn’t make things difficult for him. He gave a light cough, which could be considered acknowledgment. Then, turning to his youngest daughter, he said, “Go upstairs first. Your mother’s been waiting for you all night; she probably has something to say to you.” Gwen hesitated and didn’t move at first. Zion gently nudged her, his voice soft, “You should go.” Only then did Gwen start to move. But before heading upstairs, she walked over to Noah. As the youngest daughter and the most adept at charming her way out of trouble, she hugged her father. Only then, with visible reluctance, did she head upstairs. Her father’s anger dissipated by more than half after the hug. Watching her go, Noah turned his attention to Zion, his tone calm but firm: “Have a seat. Let’s talk.” Zion immediately sat down and, with practiced ease, poured Noah a cup of tea. Noah feigned irritation and remarked, “
But Gwen was not satisfied.With reddened eyes, she pitifully asked again, "Are you married? Is there someone else by your side? Do you still love me?"As she asked, she was more persistent than before, yet it made the man's heart ache even more.Zion remembered that when they parted ways, Gwen was still an innocent, naive girl. Now, however, she was willing to ask such direct and revealing questions. The braver she became, the more pain he felt in his heart.Zion no longer teased her. He looked into her eyes and answered seriously."No, I'm not married. There's no one else by my side. Her leg healed, and she got married earlier this year. And yes, I still love you. Very much."...Gwen's eyes turned even redder.Her voice trembled as she said, "That doesn't mean I have to be with you. I'm still mad at you."Zion took a step forward and gently wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes. It had been five years, and now she had become a teary little kitten. He remembered how
At that moment, Gwen was completely flustered. She didn’t understand what Zion meant, nor did she understand why he was deliberately getting close to her. She wanted to ask, but before she could, Zion had already led her out of the car. The restaurant arranged by the school leadership was nearby, just off campus. Gwen had been there with Zion before, but not in a private room. Returning to an old haunt brought a sense of nostalgia. Zion walked side by side with Gwen. He was six-foot tall, and she was about five-foot-five. They made for a strikingly good-looking pair. Considering their history, the school leaders naturally couldn’t resist teasing them a bit. Gwen felt slightly uncomfortable and replied, "We were young and foolish." Over the years, Zion had grown seasoned in the business world, exuding an effortless charm. He responded with a light smile, "I wonder if we can pick up where we left off—still holding a grudge?" As soon as those words were said, the schoo
After running away in a flurry that night, Gwen retreated into her home, avoiding the world outside for several days. Her father, Noah, meanwhile, busied himself with his new hobby of keeping turtles—purchased on a whim after his wife, Gwynn, teased him for being too old. In an attempt to prove his youth, Noah even released the turtles back into the wild one evening, making a point of marking one with the name "Zion" on its shell in a bold act of petty revenge. Gwynn, ever the pragmatist, found the gesture immature and pointless, but it brought him a fleeting sense of satisfaction. Gwen, however, was unaware of the antics her father had indulged in. All she knew was that her father had been unusually concerned during her self-imposed seclusion, urging her to get out and take a break. Noah's insistence that she shouldn’t remain cooped up at home was an attempt to draw her back into the world, to reconnect with life. But she couldn’t shake the weight of everything that had transp