His tone was mocking. "Zoe, you've become quite assertive now."

After saying that, he let go of her and went to take a cold shower. Ten minutes later, Mason emerged from the bathroom. He looked at Zoe, who had spread a thin blanket on the sofa, clearly intending to sleep there for the night.

Annoyance welled up inside him. The suppressed anger surged up again.

Without thinking, he lifted Zoe and threw her onto the soft bed, pressing down on her.

Zoe buried her face in the pillow.

Mason had no intention of touching her, as he was still upset.

However, just when he was about to let her go, Zoe's phone rang with a text notification.

Mason raised an eyebrow. "Who's messaging you at this time?"

Still sore from being held down, Zoe replied with a hint of irritation, "It's none of your business."

Mason sneered.

He pressed down on her delicate shoulders and reached for her phone on the bedside table.

Using her fingerprint, he unlocked it. Zoe felt embarrassed. "Mason, you have n