Jovana Shaw's face twisted into a grimace, her hair shielding her face, making her look as if she were wounded by criticism.
However, Jovana Shaw's only mistake was assuming that neither person present would care about her feelings.
Balthazar Shaw was engulfed in deep guilt. For so many years, this matter had been tornting him. He chose to take responsibility for the woman outside, but didn't consider the feelings of the then-young Aurelia Shaw, hurting her deeply.
Mason Nightshade's hand gently stroked Aurelia Shaw's back, patting lightly. She looked up at him, wondering: Is he comforting ?
She didn't know he had such monts of attentiveness.
Mason Nightshade knew she was looking at him but did not et her gaze, his thin lips tightly pressed, eyes shimring with coldness, "You're not a qualified father." He suddenly said.
Aurelia Shaw was taken aback, thinking he wouldn't comnt on her family affairs, as he usually disliked ddling in others' business and was very mindful of others' personal privacy.
"A servant is just a servant, even if she crowed into the master's nest, rising to the master's position, it doesn't change the fact she's still a servant. She better recognize her place and not act as if she's a master." Mason Nightshade spoke coldly, a rare occurrence of him giving such a frosty warning to anyone.
Jovana Shaw clenched her fingers; she was warned by the man she loved the most, and it was for the woman she despised the most!
Reason made her reject this fact; it must have been Aurelia Shaw who deliberately instigated Mason Nightshade, speaking ill of her behind her back, causing him to dislike her.
Balthazar Shaw sat for a while longer, then left in a daze.
Mason Nightshade sliced fruits, feeding them to Aurelia Shaw one by one, not feeling bothered in the least, worried the previous incident might affect her, he started conversations to distract her.
"When I was young, my parents didn't have a good relationship. They married for family interests, though my mother admired my father, but my father didn't have those feelings for her."
"Just like you and ?" Aurelia Shaw interrupted him.
Mason Nightshade frowned slightly, "Not like you and . They had no choice and were indeed incompatible, but we have a choice."
His gaze seed to say: Even if she eluded him by ten thousand steps, he'd chase her by ten thousand steps until he had her wrapped in his embrace, that was his choice.
Aurelia Shaw avoided his intense gaze, speaking calmly, "Continue." It was hard to guarantee that the man who could go berserk at any mont wouldn't explode with beastly instincts.
Watching her awkward deanor, Mason Nightshade's lips curved, "Because I grew up in a family devoid of love, their care for was minimal. Father rarely ca ho and paid little attention to ."
"Mother blad father's indifference on and was never willing to see ."
Aurelia Shaw furrowed her brow looking at him; such parents were very irresponsible.
Mason Nightshade chuckled lightly, resisting the strong urge to smooth away her furrowed brow, "No need to feel indignant for . Actually, I don't mind. Instead of witnessing their false bonding at a dining table, I'd rather they not appear in front of , being a hindrance. So, before graduating high school, I went to M Nation for further studies."
Aurelia Shaw: "…" So he went to M Nation to escape the chaos? Was he already so aloof back then? How old was he at that ti?
Aloofness was cultivated from a young age.
"I was raised by my grandfather when I was a child and ended up being coaxed into joining the military."
Aurelia Shaw detected a hint of regret in his words and asked casually, "What did you want to do after graduation back then?"
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