Ava got out of the car with suitcases in her hands.

Then, the bedroom door opened. It was Mason.

Wearing formal attire, his dashing face revealed a suppressed lust. She didn’t see any traces of the ruthlessness he exhibited last night.

Under her stare, he walked over to her, grabbed the paper, and asked casually, “Did you see it?”

She remained quiet.

Putting down the newspaper, he smirked, “That’s right! You don’t care!” Then, he walked toward the door.

She said softly, “What do you want, Mason?”

Turning around slowly, he wore a blank expression when he stared at her. His voice was cold when he said, “What do you think it is that I want, Zoe?”

She responded quietly, “If you love Gabriela, I’m more than okay to end our marriage so you can be with her officially! Instead, what are you doing with her now? You’re giving her some semblance of hope which you’re going to snuff out eventually. Don’t you think that’s cruel?”

Sneering, he said, “How high and mighty! When did you becom