All Mason succeeded in doing was hurting Zoe.

However, she refused to moan out of pain. Instead, she strained her eyes and focused on the chandelier hanging off the ceiling. She recalled that he ordered it from Inverleigh when things were still going well for them.

She loved it very much.

They’d be having sex back then and she could just raise her head and bask in its resplendence and extravagance while it swung gently. Now, however, it was blinding and chilling to look at.

They were hugging each other and he was trying hard to pleasure her. However, all she felt was a cold indifference. There was no joy or any tingling sensation when their flesh touched. All that remained was disdain and revulsion!

She started to tremble lightly. Then, she yelled out involuntarily when she couldn't take it anymore. “It hurts… Mason…”

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.

Burying his face on her chest, he left his hand dangling on her thin waist. Their clothes were in a mess and both of them wer