The servant hastily said, "Yes. Madam left on her own with her luggage."

"She's got some spirit!"

With that, Mason went upstairs.

When he checked the time, it wasn't quite the waking hour. He decided to lie back down.

Zoe's faint fragrance lingered around the bed.

That scent captivated Mason's soul.

He liked the way she smelled.

She was always clean, with a hint of light shower gel. Every time they were intimate, he couldn't help but bury himself in her silky hair from behind, getting as close as possible. Just thinking about it, Mason felt overwhelmed.

As he groomed and changed clothes, he pondered whether Zoe's delicate body was too enticing or if his own desires were simply too strong. The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became.

Now, she hadn't even bothered to call.

She seemed to be determined to give him the cold shoulder.

…

At noon, Zoe arrived at Hucksburgh Airport.

This time, David urgently asked for her help, citing some issues with the venue in