In the late night hours, Mason entered the Lockwood Hospital.

He had experienced excessive bleeding.

Even though he tried to conceal it, the doctor treating him could still catch a faint scent of his masculine presence. On top of that, he had casually thrown on a shirt and pants. It was easy to imagine some intense physical activity before coming to the hospital.

The doctor found it difficult to express in words.

While stitching up the wound, he cleared his throat and advised, "Mr. Mason, if this happens again, you need to pause any strenuous activities and come to the hospital immediately. Otherwise, it could lead to complications."

"I can't stop." Mason leaned against the couch, casting a dark glance at Zoe beside him.

She seemed fine, willingly accompanying him to the hospital. Maybe she was here just to gloat at him being in such a state.

Zoe ignored him, engrossed in checking her phone messages. Mason couldn't help but wonder if she was secretly communicating with that youn