Mason Nightshade's thin lips tightened, "I understand, I'll ask her and figure out the whole situation. But...Aurelia, trust me, alright?
Aurelia Shaw's lips curled into a faint, cold smile. She no longer looked at Mason Nightshade, turning her head to gaze out the window, her eyes growing colder inch by inch.
How ridiculous. Just now, she even had a flicker of hope that Mason Nightshade would voluntarily confess the real reason he married her.
Staring at the scenery flashing by like a fleeting light, Aurelia Shaw couldn't make out the pedestrians or the moving cars, only feeling a dull ache at her temples and her eyes burning with irritation.
She closed her eyes for a moment, her brows deeply furrowed, yet she didn't let anyone notice her distress.
Mason Nightshade couldn't discern the expression on Aurelia Shaw's face, he could only see her slim figure turned away from him, constantly feeling the air around her growing colder.
Did he say something wrong?
