"Prepare it yourself." Zoe's voice was soft and hoarse. "Mason, from now on, I won't manage your personal life. You can pay someone to tend to your clothes and accessories. Otherwise, you can bring Ava to the house and give her a raise to do it."

Mason frowned, displeased. "I don't like others meddling in these private matters."

Silence filled the bedroom.

After a while, Zoe's voice was raspy. "Then, bear with it. I won't do it. If you think spending so much money on me is a waste, you can divorce me, Mason. I don't have to be Mrs. Lockwood."

Mason stood quietly.

He understood Zoe's meaning. She would stay as Mrs. Lockwood, but she wouldn't serve him anymore. She didn't even mind if Ava intervened in their lives.

She really didn't see him as a husband anymore. She was thinking that since he played around with women, one more or one less didn't matter.

Mason snorted. "You're quite feisty all of a sudden!"

After saying that, he went into the dressing room and changed into anoth