Chapter 90

It seemed that Mason had come directly from the office.

Dressed in a sharp three-piece suit, he looked incredibly handsome. He

was youthful and charming yet exuding the typical allure of a successful

man. Many young girls could not help stealing glances at him. It was

something he was accustomed to.

Mason walked directly to Zoe and looked at the gigantic movie poster.

"Do you want to watch this?" he asked.

Zoe discreetly clenched the movie ticket, smiling lightly as she denied,

“I just thought of grabbing a soda.”

Mason's deep eyes focused on her for a moment. He then personally

bought her a drink, saying casually when paying, "You used to dislike

this, didn't you?"

Zoe smiled faintly. "People change.”

Mason handed her the soda, smiling. "How about watching a movie

together?"

It was the first time Mason had invited her on a date.

In the past, Zoe would probably have been overwhelmed with gratitude

and felt so thrilled that she would not be able to sleep for three nights.

Now, she was too indifferent to bother.

Still, she knew that she had to handle her husband tactfully. A direct

refusal was not a wise choice.

Zoe made a sound of acknowledgment. She handed him the bag in her

hand, saying she would go buy tickets.

However, Mason failed to secure the bag properly, and the shopping

bag containing lace lingerie fell to the ground. Several pieces of black

lace scattered on the floor.

Before the onlookers could react, Mason swiftly collected the items. His

handsome features were filled with depth when he looked at her again.

"Did you just buy these?"

Zoe, holding the soda, linked her arm with his.

She softly murmured, "I just bought them with Ella. Do you like them,

Mason?"

Mason's gaze grew even deeper.

After marriage, Zoe rarely flaunted her charm in front of him. On one

hand, it was due to his indifference. On the other hand, he had always

been dominant in private matters. There was no need for her to flaunt.

Although he knew she was deliberately doing so, he could not help but

be slightly aroused by her actions.

Mason patted her buttocks, his voice lazy. "How naughty of you, Mrs.

Lockwood."

The movie plan fell through, and Mason took Zoe home. The chauffeur

was driving the car.

Once inside, Mason could not wait to kiss Zoe, pressing the red button

in the front. The partition slowly rose, blocking the driver's view.

The temperature in the car rose.

Mason's voice was heated. "Let's go home and try on the lingerie... *

Softly caressing his handsome face, Zoe asked, "Mason, did you leave

work early just for this?"

He paused for a moment. Holding her delicate neck, he gazed at her

with deep black eyes.

In fact, both of them knew each other's intentions. He came to check

whether his "Mrs. Lockwood" had any extramarital affairs, while she,

the "Mrs. Lockwood" in question, was not mentally present in this

marriage.

However, they never confronted each other about it. It was a tacit

agreement.

Zoe picked up a strand of long, dyed chestnut hair from the seat beside

her.

Her voice was light. "This doesn't seem like Ava's hair. Moreover, Ava

wouldn't sit in the back seat, and the driver cleans the interior every

day. So, I guess Lilith sat in your car this morning... Mason, I won't pry

into your private affairs, but I expect some basic respect between

husband and wife. Can you give me that?"

She almost said that he was having an affair with Lilith.

Mason glanced at her, coldly snorting, "Is this all you want to say?"

Zoe remained gentle. "Mason, if my interference were of any use, we

wouldn't be in the situation we're in today. If you really want me to feel

jealous, I'll ask you to cut off contact with her. Can you do that?"