I Refuse to Divorce novel (Zoe and Mason) novel Chapter 110

Mason was about to say something when the door to the operating room swung open. The doctor came out and let out a sigh of relief.

“We pumped the patient’s stomach and managed to stabilize her. We’re going to work with the police to get to the bottom of this incident, Mr. Mason. Just leave it to us!”

Mason, however, remained calm.

Leaning over, he gave some instructions to Ava. “Have Lilith transfered to Lockwood Hospital at dawn.”

She nodded in response, the bags under her eyes clearly visible.

Carly spoke hesitantly, “You have to stay by Lilith’s side, Mason! She could've died. She needs you now!”

Ava snapped at her, “Mr. Mason isn’t a doctor, for Heaven’s sake!”

That silenced Carly immediately.

Then, Mason looked at Cecil and smiled, “I came here in such a hurry that I didn’t have time to explain everything to Zoe! She’s probably wrapped in her her blanket, feeling upset. Don’t worry, Cecil. I’m going to go home and keep her company now.”

He checked the time and continued, “I still have seven hours before I have to go to work. That should give me enough time to make my wife happy again!

“It’s like they said, a couple shouldn’t carry a grudge to bed. You really should find a lady and get married as soon as possible, Cecil. Then you’ll be able to relate to what I’m saying now.”

There was sarcasm as well as ambiguity in his tone.

Did he really think Cecil didn't understand?

He watched as Mason left, lowered his gaze, and smiled faintly. What was funny was that Mason himself didn’t seem to realize that he cared very much about Zoe. Ordinary husbands wouldn’t have cared this much about their wives.

In fact, the ambiguity in Mason’s tone was a clear indication that he was being possessive of her.

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It was already one o’clock in the morning by the time Mason returned to his manor. The entire place was pitch dark when he got out of the car. Raising his head, he saw that the lights on the second floor were switched off as well.

It meant that Zoe had not waited up for him.

He smoked a cigarette before he took his coat off and headed upstairs. He didn’t turn on the lights when he opened the bedroom door. Instead, he walked over to the bed, took off his shoes, and laid down next to her.

Embracing her, he pressed his face against hers. She shivered slightly in response. That meant she wasn’t sleeping. She was probably in a foul mood too.

The room was pitch dark. He spoke softly, “Why aren’t you asleep?”

Lying quietly on her pillow, she paused for a long time before answering softly, “I was about to fall asleep.”