"Aurelia, don't look at me like that, okay?" Mason Nightshade kissed her eyes, gentle as a dragonfly skimming the water, his kisses fell densely on the corners of her eyes, her eyelashes... all in an effort to make her close her eyes, to prevent him from seeing the coldness in them.
"I was wrong, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have been indifferent to you, shouldn't have ignored you, shouldn't have deliberately made you jealous, caused misunderstandings, and most of all, I shouldn't have hurt you. Please give me another chance, I swear I won't make you sad again, won't let you get hurt again, don't leave me, okay? Hmm? Aurelia... Aurelia..."
Mason Nightshade murmured Aurelia Shaw's name over and over again, while gentle kisses scattered over the corners of her eyes, her eyebrows, eyelashes... as if he was protecting a precious treasure with extreme care.
He lowered his gaze, his eyes filled with deep sorrow, looking into her eyes, wanting to see the emotions within, yet afraid of seeing what he didn't want to see.
Aurelia Shaw's eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if she wanted to open her eyes. Mason's heart trembled suddenly, and he immediately kissed her eyes... Just , why bother knowing what she really thinks? Even if she truly no longer loves him, it's okay.
Even if she's just using him, even if she's momentarily blinded by obsession, it doesn't matter.
He was willing to be used by her.
"I'll pretend I didn't hear anything about this, and it must not be mentioned again in the future. It's too late today, get some rest early, we'll talk about it tomorrow." Mason released her, turned around, and left the room hurriedly, as if afraid she might say another word to hurt him.
The door slammed shut with a "bang," the hollow sound echoed through the silent night. Aurelia Shaw opened her eyes, her deep eyes looked at the tightly closed door for a long time, then she lowered her head to see the pieces of paper on the floor, stood up, bent down to pick them up, and threw them into the trash can.
Her face was as calm as if nothing had happened.
She recalled what Mason had said earlier about the resort in the north of the city... Feeling uneasy, Aurelia Shaw made a phone call to Viscount Zhou.
The "dodo..." waiting tone sounded for a long time before Viscount Zhou's slightly sleepy voice lazily came from the other end.
A ghostly hoarse voice, tinged with complaint, "Can you stop calling me in the middle of the night? Even giants need rest. Aren't you an actress? Don't you care about your skin? Don't you know staying up late makes you age quickly?"
Ignoring his grumbling, Aurelia Shaw got straight to the point, "Check for me if there's any shoddy construction work going on at the resort my family is building in the north of the city recently."
Viscount Zhou's nagging voice paused for a moment, and with a slight thought, he understood Aurelia Shaw's intention, "Alright, but definitely not tonight, let's discuss it tomorrow, I'm almost dead tired. If I had a nightlife, your habit of bothering me in the middle of the night would severely disrupt it."
Listening to Viscount Zhou's voice, the pang of frustration in Aurelia Shaw's chest dissipated significantly, her voice intentionally teasing, "You make it sound like your nightlife is minimal. Don't shift the blame onto me."
"It's those girls who stick themselves onto me," Viscount Zhou defended himself. "I keep my mind and body clean; I play around but never let them take advantage, nor do I take too much advantage of them."
Who knows why he was discussing this issue with Aurelia Shaw in the middle of the night?
"Hmm, that's why people say you're a promiscuous, playboy lord. While your face is still pleasant to look at, you better find a girl you like, or else you won't have the capital to deceive later on."