"Rub my temples for me," the man spoke, his voice hoarse.Zoe set aside the book in her hands, surprisingly not harboring any resentment. She leaned over to massage him. In the past, she had learned this skill to comfort him after long hours of work.However, as soon as she touched him, she frowned slightly. "Mason, you have a fever!"Mason opened his eyes. Due to his illness, his usually bright black eyes seemed dim. Suddenly, his hand reached for her slender waist as if intending to engage in an intimate act.Zoe restrained his hand, preventing him from acting recklessly.Mason rarely fell ill, but his temper worsened each time he did. In the past, Zoe had always accommodated him, taking care of him meticulously and occasionally letting him have his way.Mason, feeling unwell and unsatisfied, became even more disgruntled. His black eyes stared intently at Zoe. "What's wrong? You don't want to do it?"Zoe took the initiative to sit on his lap, reaching for the medicine box whil
Zoe's resistance was futile against the force of Mason's ardor, even in sickness.Mason easily pinned her beneath him.Gradually, Zoe lost her strength. Eventually, she stopped struggling, burying her delicate face in the dark-colored couch. She refused to look at him or respond.In his anger, Mason could not help but become more aggressive. He pinched her delicate chin with his slender fingers, forcing her to look at him. His words were anything but pleasant. "Mrs. Lockwood, let's see who can make you moan louder."Zoe felt humiliated. She turned her face away, but Mason held her tightly. She could not escape. Reluctantly, she was forced to stare at his handsome face.The dim yellow light surrounded Mason, casting a soft halo around him. However, there was no tenderness in his eyes. His forehead, side profile, and neck were covered in sweat.Mason was getting carried away, both mentally and physically. Finally, when emotions reached a critical point, he lowered his body, bit
It was autumn.He was dressed all in black with a matching light windbreaker. The morning sunlight touched his side profile, and the early breeze tousled his neatly trimmed hair, making him exceptionally handsome.Perhaps sensing Zoe's gaze, Mason slightly raised his head, and their eyes met. Neither of them looked away. Mason even squinted as if trying to see her more clearly. He saw his wife standing in the soft light, facing the sun, and he could glimpse her radiance.Mason took a deep drag of his cigarette. His cheeks were deeply indented due to the effort, exuding a strong masculine charm. Then, he chuckled, seemingly mocking her.At this moment, Ava came out from the foyer, carrying luggage. The driver placed the luggage in the trunk, and only then did Zoe realize that Mason was going on a business trip. Her phone rang in the bedroom.Zoe walked back to check. Surprisingly, the call was from Ava, who was polite but somewhat distant. "Mrs. Zoe, could you please bring down Mr.
Ava dared not conceal the truth. She honestly informed Mason that Brittany had answered the call.Mason's gaze shifted toward Brittany Rogwood. She must have had some intentions toward Mason, but his look made it clear that she had no chance.She was a first-tier female celebrity, and very liberal with her charms. She casually flicked her hair and chuckled, "Mrs. Zoe asked me to remind you that he still has a slight fever and should avoid strenuous exercise."Sure enough, Mason's handsome face darkened.Thinking the collaboration was hopeless, Brittany was about to leave when Mason stopped her. He did not personally negotiate. Instead, he instructed Ava to confirm the fee details before letting her leave.Brittany blinked in surprise.Ava put on a business-like smile and began discussing collaboration details. Of course, she had to lower the price a bit because Mr. Mason was currently in a bad mood.The next day, Lockwood Corporation announced that Brittany became the spokespe
As she descended the stairs, the small living room had been supplied with with tea, coffee, and breakfast for Zoe.Carly was quite observant.Seeing Zoe in good spirits, she felt annoyed. "Mrs. Zoe, how can you be so happy? You need to manage your marriage well. Are you just going to watch Mr. Mason fool around? With that woman around, don't you feel any sense of crisis?"Zoe paid no attention to them.Sitting at the low table, she poured herself a latte after careful consideration. After savoring it, she smiled. "Are you here because of Brittany? Are you afraid that Ms. Lilith will lose Mason's favor? You should go find Mason instead of trying to work an angle with me. After all, if I managed my marriage as well as you seem to want me to, Ms. Lilith wouldn't get any favors from Mason."Carly was momentarily speechless.She sought Zoe because she had no other choice. She did not know what would happen to their family if Mason found a new lover.Therefore, she planned to team
Zoe also gazed at him. After a moment, she smiled gracefully and said, "Sure. I'll be waiting for you in the bedroom." She got up and walked away, passing by him.Suddenly, Mason grabbed her wrist, slowly pulling her closer until she was near him. Her cheek gently brushed against his shoulder, the fair skin contrasting with deep gray, highlighting its delicacy.Zoe blinked lightly. Mason might have forgotten that he caused a scandal in Crocksten, leading his former lover to come knocking on his door. He was supposed to be comforting his lover now.Zoe gently pulled away. She gave him a dignified smile and headed upstairs. Her graceful figure was pleasing to the eye. Considering she had been by his side for a little while now, any signs of the hardships she endured in the past days were no longer visible. She was raised in a wealthy environment, displaying an inherent air of delicacy.Mason, for once, seemed lost in thought.Fearing his blame, Lilith nervously twisted the sleeves
Mason sounded so gentle that it bordering on seductive.He might have disappointed her greatly, but Zoe couldn’t help but feel something stirring within at what he said. Eve so, she kept a clear head.He came over, pinned her on the couch, and started kissing her tenderly. However, all she felt was heartbreak. Touching his dashing face, she asked him softly, “Do you love me, Mason?”He would never admit it. In fact, he never loved anyone. His silence was his answer. She already knew this, but that didn’t make her feel any less sad about it. So, she asked again, “Well. Do you want to love me? You said we’re married. Are you ready to make me feel loved?”To his credit, Mason didn’t lie to her. Touching her lips with his own, he responded softly and tenderly, “Not at all!”Closing her eyes, Zoe let him kiss her. She felt him fondling her, but she still used every chance she got to talk about their relationship. She was cut off intermittently by his flurry of kisses. Each word w
When he was done, Mason let Zoe go and went to take a bath. He was dressed neatly by the time he came out of the bathroom. Meanwhile, Zoe stayed behind, too worn out to move at all. He gave her a sidelong glance and sneered before he left the room. He got into his Bentley, but didn't leave immediately. Instead, he lit up a cigarette and smoked it. The truth was that he no longer had a good time during sex if Zoe was miserable about it. It lacked a certain something when she wasn't as into it as he was.A thin wisp of gray smoke rose and swirled around him, giving him an air of mystery. He thought about his wife and what she said to him. Did she really just ask him if he could love her and make sacrifices for their relationship?He smirked to himself at the thought of it. Raised in a twisted environment, Mason had never learned how to love anyone, nor did he ever intend to. With that said, he was obsessed over Zoe’s love for him, but he wasn't sure why.Perhaps it was becau