Ava got out of the car with suitcases in her hands.

Then, the bedroom door opened. It was Mason.

Wearing formal attire, his dashing face revealed a suppressed lust. She didn’t see any traces of the ruthlessness he exhibited last night.

Under her stare, he walked over to her, grabbed the paper, and asked casually, “Did you see it?”

She remained quiet.

Putting down the newspaper, he smirked, “That’s right! You don’t care!” Then, he walked toward the door.

She said softly, “What do you want