Chapter 140
Even in the most luxurious VIP ward, the sound of the rain tapping incessantly could still be heard, each drop echoing in Mason’s heart. He opened his phone’s album, looking at the picture of Zoe lying on the pillow.
Lisa’s words started to resonate.
“Mason, think back to the first month of your marriage. Didn’t you come home every night? Do you dare say that you weren’t addicted?”
Mason couldn’t deny it.
This photo was the best evidence of his indulgence.
For three years of marriage, he despised Zoe, yet was addicted to her body. It was he who tormented Zoe for three years. It was him.
Outside, the rain continued to fall gently. Mason began to get dressed
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On a rainy night, a black Rolls-Royce pulled into the mansion. When the car stopped, the windshield wipers kept swaying, and the golden goddess emblem on the front of the car, standing proudly in the rain, seemed to be weeping.
Mason sat in the driver’s seat. In a white shirt that stood out in the
dark night, there was no one to welcome him. All the household staff were already asleep. He looked up in the direction of the second floor, where the lights were out.
Mason sat quietly.
He realized he had acted impulsively by returning to the mansion. He
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hadn’t even thought about why he came back. He just did.
Right now, he really wanted to see Zoe. He even hoped these three. years were just a dream.
He wished that if he went upstairs now to give her a hug and
apologize, they would both wake up, and Zoe would return to her own. family.
Mason leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes tightly.
Now, he felt that even touching Zoe was sinful.
At four in the morning, Mason got out of the car and walked into the mansion. The house was quiet. The rain on the autumn night had lowered the temperature. Mason, dressed only in a shirt, felt cold.
However, the master bedroom on the second floor was warm.
Zoe was asleep on the bed, breathing lightly. She always slept well. Mason walked over, took off his shoes and socks, and laid down.
behind her.
He whispered a soft apology in her ear, but time couldn’t be rewound. They couldn’t go back to the past, and Zoe remained as Mrs.
Lockwood.
At that moment, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
His face pressed against Zoe’s slender shoulder, trembling slightly.
Zoe woke up.
She didn’t turn around. She allowed him to hold her silently. She actually faintly heard him apologize to her. Her proud husband, who never bowed his head, said sorry to her.
She wasn’t foolish. On careful thought, she could understand why.
After three years, Mason finally believed she had told him the truth
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about what transpired that fateful night. He now understood that, just like him, she had been set up.
This apology was almost like a confession to her.
Mason knew she was awake.
He tightened his arms, embracing her slender waist. He said in a low voice by her ear, “Zoe, let’s start over. Let me make it up to you.”
In her arms, Zoe closed her eyes lightly.
She should actually be thankful for his honesty. At least Mason. wasn’t shameless enough to hide the truth, to continue tormenting her. He even condescended to say he wanted to start over, to show his remorse for how he had treated her.
“Mason, I don’t want you to make up for it. There’s no starting over between us. I don’t know how many more times I can think that your intentions are good.
“I’ll always wonder if this is another trick from you. I’ll wonder if the genuine feelings I put in will be heartlessly trampled on again.
“Mason, it’s too late. I don’t love you anymore.”
Mason tightened his grip on her, trembling all over…
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