Clearly knowing it's impossible to know, yet this possibility still haunts him like a nightmare. Every ti he thinks about it, his heart trembles, and he is unable to sleep all night. He must hold her, feeling her tangibly in his embrace, to find peace.
"Click," the bathroom door opened, and Aurelia Shaw walked out, with her long curly hair wet and draped over her shoulders. Her eyes, hidden beneath the strands, had regained their clarity, yet as if deeply imrsed in a role, her emotions were not entirely detached from the circumstance. Moreover... she had truly experienced these things in her past life, only that the ending was different.
A hint of coldness flashed through Aurelia's eyes, and a faint curve appeared quietly at the corner of her mouth.
Recently, there have been too many things to handle, and so changes relaxed her vigilance. This renewed experience gave her a harsh slap, reminding her of the humiliation and tornt she had suffered in her previous life.
Footsteps approached from behind, and Aurelia slightly restrained her emotions, turned around, her gaze instantly becoming wary and flustered, glaring at the newcor with a chilling intensity that made Mason Nightshade montarily stunned.
He abruptly halted his steps toward her, suppressing the heartache to comfort her, "Don't be afraid; I won't co over. Here, you are the safest."
Hmm?
Aurelia suspiciously observed Mason's expression, a plan forming in her mind. Amanda Fuller said he was interested in her, but how deep was this interest? Has he fallen for her, or is it rely at an interest level?
Yet, ironically, in the previous life, Mason wouldn't even spare her a glance, but in this life, would he actually like the reborn Aurelia Shaw?
What a pity.
What she desperately tried to win and please in the past, she now no longer desires.
While thinking this, the fear on Aurelia's face beca more apparent. She took two steps back, her eyes fixed on him, not daring to slacken.
Mason's heart tightened out of habit, his hand reaching out before thinking, his foot moving half an inch forward, instinctively sliding his gaze to her lower leg. But sothing crossed his mind, and his foot retreated back, his usually calm face showing a nervous expression, yet when his gaze reached her smooth calf, he froze!
Thinking of sothing, anger surfaced on Mason's face.
"Where is the plaster cast on your leg?"
Aurelia didn't expect Mason to change his expression so suddenly, was montarily stunned, and then rembered that she had removed the cast today for convenience, leaving it casually in the bedroom at Cloud Pavilion Garden.
"My leg is fine now, there's no need for it anymore," Aurelia said blandly.
Mason, however, thought she removed the cast early to present the best image to the producer. She had frequently done such reckless things in the past, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she was unaware of how to take care of herself.
"Stand there, don't move. I'll take you to the hospital tomorrow to have the cast redone," Mason said, walking over, bending to pick her up.
Aurelia took a step back and slapped his outstretched hand with a "slap," her cold gaze fixed on him, lips tightly pressed with tension, "Don't co any closer! I've said I'm fine, you can't touch !"
Aurelia scread desperately, her voice montarily beyond control, the ending trembled a bit.
Mason's heart tightened sharply, his fingers froze in the air, joints tensed, gradually clenched into a fist.
He had promised to protect her, never to let her get hurt again, yet he had let her endure pain once more, right under his watch!
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