Aurelia Shaw swallowed back the words she was about to say about Mason Nightshade taking his medicine.
Aunt Rong deftly brought over breakfast and handed her a box of milk, glanced at Mason Nightshade, and added, "Young Madam, according to the Young Master's instructions, there are fried eggs and bacon in the bread, and also some vegetables so you don't find it too greasy."
"The milk is at room temperature too."
"..." Was she imagining things?
Why did she feel like Aunt Rong's words weren't meant for her but were actually aimed at the man standing there like a stick?
She glanced indifferently at the man beside her. The man seemed to sense it and looked over at her.
But Aurelia Shaw retracted her gaze at that moment.
"Thanks for your trouble, Aunt Rong." She turned and walked out.
Seeing that she didn't say a word to him, Mason Nightshade felt disappointed and made a silent resolution: since she didn't want to talk to him, why should he be warming up to her cold shoulder? But his feet honestly followed her.
"Where are you going? An audition? I'll take you there." Mason Nightshade asked Aunt Rong to get his coat as he searched for his car keys. Just as he was about to ask Aurelia Shaw to wait for him, she had already ignored him and walked out the door.
Mason Nightshade bit his teeth in frustration.
He brought this upon himself! ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽
Amanda Fuller sat in the car scrolling through her phone and saw a trending topic on Weibo: #MidnightSingleDogAbuse#. The comments under the blogger's post had already surpassed ten thousand. Although the faces of the man and woman in the photo weren't clear, the warm atmosphere could be felt even through the screen.
She silently sent a teasing WeChat message to her brother:
"Bro, I'm being dog-abused here, boohoo~~~"
It was late at night in M Nation, and at this time, Foster Fuller should be busy working after his shower, with no time to look at his phone, but half a minute later, he suddenly sent over a sentence with a serious tone.
"You're still young, not the time to be dating."
She's 25, for crying out loud!
Young? Young my foot! She's already a leftover woman!
Amanda Fuller, filled with resentment, sent back a message, "In M Nation, at this age, I've already had N relationships, and with a second child tagging along. Even in the country, I'd be married by now!"
Recalling her university days, she once dated a handsome senior, but on the first day of dating, her brother somehow got hold of the information, thoroughly investigated the guy, had a lengthy talk with him, and the next day the guy broke up with her.
And said, "Amanda, you're great. I'm not worthy of you; I can't give you a great life. Let's break up. Also... your brother is really outstanding."
Was the reason for rejecting her that her brother was too outstanding?
She stormed over to question Foster Fuller about what happened, and he replied calmly, "I just discussed some advanced math problems with him, maybe it hit his confidence too hard."
"..." As a valedictorian from a prestigious university, how could you discuss advanced math problems with an arts student!
Shameless? Just where's your face?
Her phone quickly received a reply.
The tone was still calm, yet indisputable.
Foster Fuller: "Dating, sure, but let me approve it first."
Across an ocean, how would you know if I date or not?
As if guessing her thoughts, Foster Fuller sent another WeChat message: "Don't even think about dating behind my back; you know the consequences."
Amanda Fuller looked at the short message, felt a chill down her spine, shivered involuntarily, and caught sight of Aurelia Shaw approaching from the corner of her eye. She didn't reply to Foster Fuller, put her phone away, and opened the door to get out.