Amanda Fuller took out her phone, unable to resist sending the candid photo she had just taken to Foster Fuller, saying: "Bro, don't ever find a girlfriend in the future!"
Amanda Fuller: "Remember! Otherwise, I won't accept her as my sister-in-law!"
Foster Fuller's inner voice: Have I been neglecting her too much lately? Is that why she feels insecure? Why is she saying such inexplicable things?
Aurelia Shaw came out of the restroom and raised her eyes to see Mason Nightshade standing there, next to Eleanor Spencer, the latter looking at him with a beaming smile, speaking excitedly about something, her clear and innocent demeanor attracting the attention of many passersby.
Some recognized her and wanted to approach, but flinched at the sight of Mason Nightshade's ominous face.
Aurelia ignored the two and walked to the sink, washed her hands, and then walked out.
Originally, with a gloomy expression, Mason Nightshade saw Aurelia and, like a large dog waiting for its owner for a long time, wagged his tail eagerly and loyally approached her with big strides.
Seeing her hands were wet, he pulled out a tissue, attempting to help her dry her hands.
Aurelia avoided his hand, snatching the tissue from him, her almond-shaped eyes slightly lifted, casting a sidelong glance at Eleanor Spencer behind him, with a faint smile on her lips.
"Mason, you've got quite the following, even when just going to the restroom."
"I wasn't going to the restroom." After saying this, Mason Nightshade suddenly realized Aurelia wasn't referring to that but rather...
He opened his mouth, hurriedly trying to explain.
But Aurelia didn't give him the chance to explain, her light brows and eyes seemed uninterested in knowing the truth, tossing the ball of wet tissue into his chest, and walked away briskly.
Mason Nightshade didn't know whether she truly didn't care or if she misunderstood and got angry. Regardless, he didn't want her to misunderstand. His unannounced departure that night had already inflicted significant hurt.
Her sudden cold attitude towards him, it was all because of that night!
With regret, Mason clenched his fingers. He would not allow the same thing to happen again! Striding, he chased after her.
Suddenly, a figure flashed out from beside him! Eleanor Spencer let out a scream, deliberately twisting her foot to fall into Mason Nightshade's arms. Seeing he intended to push her away, her hands clung tightly to his clothing, desperately burrowing in, weakly closing her eyes, her face pale with fear.
"Ah! Brother Mason, save me!"
Aurelia turned her head just in time to see Eleanor Spencer fall into Mason Nightshade's arms, her shoulders trembling like a sieve, frightened and burrowing into his chest.
Mason Nightshade's brow furrowed fiercely, suddenly sensing a sharp gaze directed towards him!
Looking up, he met Aurelia's clear and sharp gaze, her eyes slightly raised with a hint of mockery as she turned to leave.
Mason Nightshade's temples throbbed, the heart in his chest almost leaping out in urgency.
His mind was filled with this thought.
Watching her cold and resolute figure walking away without pause, Mason's heart throbbed with pain, forcefully prying Eleanor Spencer off, ignoring her as she fell to the ground, striding quickly towards Aurelia.
"Aurelia, it's not like that, please listen to my explanation..."
Eleanor Spencer, every bone in her body aching from the fall, raised her head, her dizzy vision catching the sight of Mason swiftly chasing away.
She bit down hard! Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝔫𝔢𝔱
Why is Brother Mason different from before? Previously, even though Brother Mason was indifferent, he didn't show such loathing when she touched him, to the point of pushing her away as if wishing she'd immediately vanish from his sight.
With a heartache, Eleanor bit her lips, the icy tears welling up in her eyes.
Everything changed because of her appearance!