Enduring until now to come home is because he was afraid of seeing her.
Afraid that if she mentioned divorce again, he wouldn't know what to do.
He was nearly going insane with fear, yet she seemed completely unaffected by it all.
Mason Nightshade gave a bitter smile.
Nanny Rong didn't understand Mason Nightshade's thoughts, but she could tell he was in a foul mood, "Young Master, would you like to eat a bit more?"
"No, thank you." Mason exhaled and said to Nanny Rong, "You should go rest."
"Yes."
Nanny Rong left.
Mason turned and went upstairs, hesitated in front of the bedroom door, stood there for a long time, but eventually pushed it open and went inside.
There was the sound of steady deep breathing, Mason saw Aurelia Shaw curled up in the blanket, the air conditioning was set low, she hugged the blanket with her knees bent, curled up like a shrimp, with her hands outside, one leg sprawled over the blanket.
Mason touched her foot, it was cold.
