Mason flew back to Brookesville on Friday evening. Ava and his chauffeur picked him up at the airport.

Ava asked him when he got in the car, “Are you going back to the company or your manor, Mr. Mason?”

He had worn himself out, working for the entire week. Rubbing his brows, he said, “Take me to Zoe’s apartment.”

Ava seethed with jealousy.

After a brief pause, she asked softly, “Are you going to take her back home? Did you guys have a fight?”

He frowned, “You crossed the line, Ava.”

That frightened her and shut her up. Putting both of her hands on her knees, she clutched the hem of her skirt. Women had a sixth sense about these things and she could sense that Zoe was becoming more important to Mason as time went by.

She found another photo frame on his desk a few days ago. Zoe’s picture was in it. After being married for three years, he had finally fallen in love with Zoe after all.

The chauffeur dropped Ava off at her place on their way to Zoe’s apartment. By the time the