Aurelia wasn’t in a hurry. She took out her phone and flipped through it, and sure enough, found the answer.
She pushed her phone in front of Mason Nightshade, "This ti, the reporters have nothing to do with . It’s all your fault."
Mason glanced at her, took her phone, and saw the news, his face darkening.
Since when did he have anything to do with Eleanor Spencer?
And why was there a picture of Eleanor Spencer at the hospital?
No, Eleanor Spencer naturally attracts attention, so it’s not surprising she got photographed. But why did these people find out he was at the hospital?
"This isn’t what you think." Mason’s first thought was to explain to Aurelia.
"I know." Aurelia said lightly, raising her eyes to look at Mason, taking a bite of bread, "I was there that day too."
Mason frowned in confusion.
Aurelia explained unhurriedly: "I happened to be leaving the hospital that day when Eleanor Spencer ca to see you and Junia Simpson called ."
"Told you to co back?" Mason quickly guessed; it was indeed typical of Junia.
"Yes." Aurelia nodded.
Mason was even more curious about Aurelia’s response, but seeing what was written in the report, he thought he knew her answer.
"You didn’t co back?"
Aurelia shook her head, "No."
Seeming to see through Mason’s thoughts, Aurelia asked him, "Were you disappointed?"
Her small hand reached across the dining table, pinching Mason’s smooth face, lips curving up, she said, "It’s because I knew Junia would be by your side."
"What if Junia wasn’t there? Or what if Junia didn’t stop her?" Mason’s eyes narrowed, suddenly sounding like a jealous little wife.
"Uh..." Aurelia was montarily speechless.
She hadn’t thought about those questions.
But she definitely couldn’t say these things in front of Mason.
With a quick thought, a confident smile had already ford on her face, "You were unconscious, Junia was so worried about your health, how could she not stay by your side."
"What if she went to get dicine? What if a doctor suddenly had urgent matters for her? Or what if she had so ulterior motives towards ?" Mason listed exceptions one by one.
Aurelia raised an eyebrow, "Eleanor Spencer, Junia, you’ve got quite so luck with ladies."
This ti, Mason was at a loss for words.
Mason’s face fell, "Don’t talk while eating."
Aurelia chuckled teasingly.
Nanny Rong looked at Mason, then at Aurelia with a smile on her lips, covering her mouth to smother a laugh. The Young Master was no match for the Young Madam, losing the debate, now he wouldn’t let others talk. Gosh, he was acting like a kid.
...
Mason drove Aurelia to slip out the backdoor, leaving the reporters behind them.
Arriving at the Nightshade Corporation’s underground parking lot, Mason handed the car keys to Aurelia and bent down to ask the woman sitting in the driver’s seat, "Where to today?"
"Ho." Aurelia said.
Mason "hmm"-ed and then looked at her, unmoving.
Aurelia looked at him, frowning in confusion, hmm?
Suddenly, Mason leaned in and kissed her on the lips, "A goodbye kiss."
Aurelia was taken aback, the sudden affection making her a bit uncomfortable.
"Mason..." Before she could finish her sentence, her lips were suddenly sealed again by Mason in a deep kiss.
Mason cupped the back of her head, not allowing her to retreat, their breaths intertwined, Mason bit her lip and murmured hoarsely, "Aurelia, are we good now?"
He could allow himself to be her hidden lover, but he could never permit the relationship to be ambiguous.
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