Chapter 87


    Mason was a scion of a wealthy family. He rarely engaged in physical altercations, especially not


    over a woman.


    However, today was different. He got into a heated brawl with Gregory, and it was quite intense.


    Neither backed down, and both ended up with some bruises.


    In the end, Mason delivered a harsh kick to Gregory. Turning to Zoe, he said, "Let''s go."


    Despite the pain, Gregory grabbed Zoe''s arm, his face bruised but intense. He stared into her eyes


    and said, "Thest time you told me, I only make things difficult for women. You said besides


    Mason, no one could help you.


    "Zoe, now I''m telling you, I can too. I promise to give you everything Mason can, and even what he


    can''t. Zoe, why go back to him? Why chain yourself to this loveless marriage? You admitted you


    don''t love him anymore."


    Zoe watched him calmly. After a while, she gently pushed away Gregory''s hand, smiling faintly.


    "Gregory, I think you''ve misunderstood. I chose to go back to Mason willingly. Our rtionship is


    strong. In adult marriages, aside from love, there''s also the matter of mutual benefit, isn''t there?"


    She added, "You should understand this better than I do."


    Gregory stared at her with unfamiliar eyes as if he had never known her. Zoe''sposure


    remained wless. Eventually, Gregory gritted his teeth and said, "That''s hypocritical of you, Mrs.


    Lockwood."


    Zoe gently took Mason''s arm. Tilting her head, she looked at him tenderly as if feeling sorry for him.


    "Mason, let me tend to your wounds when we get home."


    Mason looked down at her from amanding position, his enigmatic ck eyes difficult to read.Content ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Half an hourter, the driver brought them back to their mansion. As soon as the car stopped,


    Mason took Zoe toward the second floor.


    Seeing his bruised face and imposing demeanor, the house staff wisely refrained from intervening in


    the couple''s private matters.


    The bedroom door opened, and Zoe was thrown onto therge bed.


    The soft bedding enveloped her, and before she could struggle, Mason pressed her down.


    Zoe''s long ck hair spread over the pillows. She clenched the bedsheets as she reluctantly


    amodated Mason''s desires and anger.


    Amidst their movements, Mason grabbed her long hair, kissed her deeply, and kept his eyes fixed


    on her, his gaze unwavering. "There''s no one that you like, huh?"


    Zoe breathed lightly, her eyes fixed on him. She refused to answer his question.


    Mason''s actions became more intense, nearly ransacking half the bed.


    Finally, holding onto his neck, Zoe was willing to speak. In a voice husky with mature charm, she


    said, "Mason, it''s not difficult to be Mrs. Lockwood now that I don''t like you."


    Mason paused, lowering his head to look at her.


    In his deep, stormy gaze, emotions stirred that he could notprehend. Zoe lifted herself, kissing


    the corner of his mouth.


    Caressing his handsome face, she spoke softly, "I don''t think you''d want my love either. Isn''t this


    arrangement between us perfect as it is? I won''t demand your emotions or loyalty, and you don''t


    need to control me."


    Mason did not get angry but chuckled.


    Leaning close to her sweaty forehead, he murmured, "If that''s the case, let me see your sincerity,


    Mrs. Lockwood."