The coarse fingers gently caressed her swollen wrist. Her small face was also swollen, and her lips were cracked. He frowned deeply and stared for a few seconds, then lowered his head and gave her lips a kiss full of heartache.
Gustavo Yates automatically turned his eyes away, not looking in the rearview mirror.
Grayson Quinn liked to compare the boss to a loyal dog. Hmm, he would probably imagine the boss with drooping tail, tenderly guarding his master right now.
The car stopped at the Nightshade Residence.
Mason Nightshade got out holding the sleeping Aurelia Shaw, while Junia Simpson had been waiting inside the villa.
"Hmm..." Aurelia Shaw opened her eyes in a daze.
"It's okay, we're ho, keep sleeping." Mason Nightshade gently coaxed her, then saw her eyelashes flutter and close again.
"Mason..." Junia Simpson ca over with a dical kit, did a general check, and said to Mason Nightshade, "She's lost a lot of blood and needs her wounds treated first. I'll help clean her up."
Junia Simpson reached to take Aurelia Shaw, but Mason Nightshade avoided her.
He carried her in large strides into the bathroom.
Junia Simpson: "..."
Grayson Quinn, standing to the side, said sarcastically, "I've always said Mason spoils his wife. Even if she's a woman, he wouldn't let anyone take a look at her."
Junia Simpson shot him a cold glance.
The latter shivered. Truly an ice queen, didn't even crack a smile, not a single bit aware of being a single dog.
A few minutes later.
Mason Nightshade ca out holding Aurelia Shaw who was wrapped in a bathrobe and steaming from a warm bath, and carefully laid her on the bed.
Junia Simpson treated her wounds.
Mason Nightshade's tall figure lood beside her watching.
She felt a lot of pressure... if she accidentally hurt his wife, Mason would probably have the urge to kill her on the spot?
"Whew—" Junia Simpson exhaled.
Now she sowhat understood Grayson Quinn's feelings.
Finally, after carefully finishing attending to the wounds, Junia Simpson connected her to an IV.
Turning back, she advised Mason Nightshade:
"When your wife wakes up, take her to the hospital for a thorough examination. There might be a slight concussion, but to be safe, check her body ticulously. Fortunately, the assailant didn't use lethal force, holding back sowhat."
However.
According to Gustavo Yates' description of the scene... Mason probably didn't hold back at all.
Buzz Buzz—
Mason Nightshade's phone rang.
A call from His Excellency, the President.
He declined it!
A mont later... Grayson Quinn entered with a video call, "Mason, His Excellency the President is looking for you."
Mason Nightshade frowned irritably, glanced at Aurelia Shaw's tired face, then walked over.
"What is it?" His tone was somber, carrying clear displeasure and annoyance.
Grayson Quinn and Junia Simpson gasped in shock, only Mason would dare speak to the President in this tone.
Adrian Cooper frowned deeply, "Mason Nightshade, why was your phone off when I called you!"
This man, dared to hang up on him! And then turned off his phone afterward!
Unbearable!
This was a challenge to his authority as President.
"Too annoying." Mason Nightshade said only two words.
Before Adrian Cooper could explode, he added impatiently, "Are you done? My wife needs to care for her..."
"Mason Nightshade! Stop flaunting your love in front of !"
Adrian Cooper couldn't take it anymore.
A lovely hand appeared on screen, rubbing his brow, and a woman's pleasant voice sounded, "Don't be angry, being angry will cause wrinkles."
"I won't get wrinkles." Adrian Cooper held her hand, his tone seemingly displeased, but his gaze towards the woman was gentle.
Mason Nightshade raised his hand and ended the video call...
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