I Refuse to Divorce

Chapter 136

He carried her onto the bed.

Clothes, shoes, and stockings were tossed on the floor in a suggestive mess.

Zoe, feeling the effects of the alcohol, sensed a swaying sensation everywhere. Unable to resist, she wrapped her arms around Mason's shoulders. At that moment, the phone on the bedside table rang.

It was Zoe's phone.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Zoe reached out to grab it, but Mason got hold of it first. He anticipated it might be Cecil trying to make a move on his wife again.

However, upon opening it, he found a message from an unknown contact with an attractive and youthful profile picture

"Zoe, can I see you again?”

Mason's face turned as cold as ice. He stared at Zoe. "You met this guy at the bar? Did you give him your number?”

In reality, it was Ella who gave him Zoe's number.

However, Zoe was in no mood to confess at this moment. Not only did she avoid explaining, but she also clung to his neck and spoke with a soft and charming tone, "Yes! He’s a young and handsome guy! Mason, you can flirt with Lilith openly or in secret.

"Why can't I exchange numbers with someone young and good-looking to make myself happy? Mason, if you can’t stand it, you can get a divorce.” Her black hair spread over the pillow, stunningly beautiful.

At this moment, Mason wanted to strangle her. However, she was his Mrs. Lockwood, and he couldn't. The only option was to make sure her heart and mouth only knew his name.

Mason kissed her passionately, like a man possessed, his ten fingers tightly interlocked with hers. It was as if by holding her this way, she would never leave his side, never escape his grasp.

Zoe's pupils dilated She knew Mason too well.

All his care was just because he didn't want to lose her. It had nothing to do with love. She was just the woman who satisfied him the most. Even if Lilith were a stunning beauty with a healthy body and a good family background, it wouldn't matter.

She was just a plaything in Mason's bed.

But now, she didn't care.

It was just a matter of time. When he got tired of her, she would be free.

At that time, neither of them would recognize each other, and saying “long time no see" would be a sign of disrespect to each other. Zoe endured it, tilting her head slightly.

Suddenly, she noticed a new photo on the bedside table. It wasn’t the one she burned before. It was a new one, a photo of her and Mason looking natural and affectionate.

It was a composite created by Mason.

Zoe stared at It blankly. Her nose twitched slightly, and with almost a heartbrokenexpression, she . reached out with slender fingers to touch the photo. She grabbed the edgeof he frame tightly, usiag almost the same force as Mason. It was a frantic attempt to destroy the power of the other. Content belongs to

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The copper-framed photo fell and hit Mason's forehead. Crimson blood slowly dripped down his forehead. It was a shocking sight.

Mason looked up at her. Zoe’s body trembled slightly.

At this moment, all the alcohol in her system awakened, burning away. all her rationality recklessly. Lips ~ quivering, she spoke softly, ' ‘Mason, if I gould choose, I'd rather have newer liked you.” <

In that instant, Mason’s expression became extremely complicated.

After a while, he showed a distorted smile.

He gently pincked her chin, leaned in, and kissecthe tenderly. His voice, as soft asalover's, said, "Too bad-> You did fke me. Even if you burned the photo and the diary, you can't eras the fact that you liked ¢ me.

Z08, I won't let you go. I won't let go!"

He wanted her. She would forever be his Mrs. Lockwood Mason slowly possessed her, and Zoe felt that he had gone mad.

In reality, she felt like she had gone mad, too.