Chapter 78
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Zoe’s expression remained indifferent. She agreed, but Mason found her attitude to be cold.
He pinched her chin, capturing her lips in a kiss. When she could not resist and let out a soft moan, he held the back of her neck,
whispering, “Mrs. Lockwood, I’ll be waiting for you at home tomorrow night.”
Zoe trembled. She knew what he meant.
Zoe was discharged while Mason had an important meeting to attend. He sent Ava to pick her up.
As Ava handled the discharge procedures, Zoe sat quietly in the hospital room. In front of her lay an expensive set of clothes. It was a pure white Versace haute couture ensemble, a favorite brand among upper-class women.
In the past, when she was Mrs. Lockwood, her wardrobe was filled
with such clothes. Now, as she assumed the role of Mrs. Lockwood, again, she had to put on these luxurious outfits again, playing the part of a proper high society wife.
Her delicate fingers gently stroked the exquisite fabric. Zoe’s face showed a brief moment of confusion, but she did not linger in her thoughts for too long. She gently removed the loose hospital gown and put on the expensive outfit.
Ava, holding a checklist, knocked on the door.
Since Mason was not present, she did not bother to be polite and
called Zoe by her name.
“Zoe, you can leave now.
Zoe turned around. Her gaze fell on Ava’s face, and then, calmly, she
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said, “Ava, from now on, please call me Mrs. Zoe.” a
Ava hesitated. She had initially wanted to mock Zoe. In her eyes, Zoe had no status. However, when she met Zoe’s gaze, she froze.
It was still that delicate face, the same pair of eyes, but something was different.
It was a kind of indifference, a coldness.
Zoe had hidden herself. She had put on a mask named Mrs.
Lockwood.
Ava was stunned.
She did not dare to act presumptuously and changed her tone to be essional. “Mrs. Zoe, the apartment should be all set by now, ake you to see it. Mrs. Mia should be there.”
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With Mason’s arrangements, the moving process was swift. The 216 square-meter apartment was indeed spacious and comfortable to live
However, Mia felt uneasy.
After the moving company left, she pulled Zoe aside, her gaze fixed on Ava. “Why did Mason’s people come to arrange this? Zoe, tell me, did you…”
Zoe knew she could not hide it. She chose to be honest.
In a nonchalant tone, she said, “Yes, I’ve returned to Mason. Mia, take care of yourself. I now understand that being Mrs. Lockwood is much easier than before. In the past, my ignorance on the matter caused trouble for you and Dad.”
Mia could not bear to hear such words. She did not want to cry, but she could not hold back her tears.
Now she finally understood why Liam had suddenly returned to the country, why Noah’s case was suddenly going so smoothly.
It was because Zoe had surrendered herself to Mason.
Zoe felt bad. She walked over, hugged Mia’s shoulders, and softly said, “I’ll take care of myself, Mia. Please take care of Dad.”
Mia did not want her to be too sad. She wiped away her tears, forced a smile, and said, “At least have a meal with me. I made beef meatballs for you. I’ll go get the groceries.”