Chapter 1137: You’re Allowed Peach Blossoms, But I’m Not?
Jackson Xander nodded shyly.
Mason Nightshade gave a meaningful smile, raised his hand to call over the waiter, glanced at the menu, and casually ordered a few dishes.
Jackson Xander’s face grew darker and darker, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Aurelia Shaw was speechless.
Isn’t this taking advantage of others? There are so many dishes on the menu, yet he ordered the most expensive ones and even a thirty thousand bottle of wine.
Forget it, forget it, she’ll make up for it in Jackson Xander’s salary later.
...
After eating only a few bites, or rather, barely eating at all, Mason Nightshade put down his knife and fork and asked Aurelia Shaw, "Shall we go back?"
Jackson Xander looked at the table full of almost untouched dishes, costing nearly all his life savings, and cried inside, reminding himself that a man must not cry.
Swallow the broken teeth.
Aurelia Shaw sighed inwardly.
She knew Mason didn’t really want to eat, so she didn’t force it. If they stayed any longer, who knows what trouble he’d bring to Jackson Xander.
She’d apologize to Jackson Xander another day.
Aurelia Shaw stood up, "Let’s go."
Jackson Xander also silently stood up.
...
At the door, Mason Nightshade stopped, turned back to look at Jackson Xander, whose feet seemed nailed to the ground, and knowingly asked, "Aren’t you leaving?"
"Ah!... Yes... yes..." Jackson Xander reluctantly gazed at the table full of untouched dishes, his heart bleeding.
Aurelia Shaw pinched Mason Nightshade’s hand.
She looked up and smiled at Jackson Xander, "We have some matters to attend to, so we’ll leave first. Will you be okay alone? Do you need us to drop you off?"
"Ah, no, no." Jackson Xander felt immensely relieved, even his hand handing over the payment to the waiter relaxed a lot, he could finally save a little.
...
Pulling Mason Nightshade out of the hotel to the parking lot, Aurelia Shaw glared at Mason Nightshade, "You did it on purpose, didn’t you? He’s my employee, could you be a bit kinder to him? What if he thinks I’m a bad boss who exploits employees through my husband?"
"Are you?" Mason Nightshade raised his eyebrows and retorted.
"No!" Aurelia Shaw answered without thinking.
"Then why are you angry?" Mason Nightshade asked.
"You don’t know why I’m mad?" Aurelia Shaw looked up at Mason Nightshade.
His eyes were very dark in the night, seeming to have something fierce surging inside. Suddenly, he stepped forward, trapping Aurelia Shaw against the car, lowering his head, a hoarse voice sounded like the evening wind in her ear, "I’m angry too."
After a brief silence, he added, "I’m jealous."
As if afraid she wouldn’t understand, he emphasized the word jealous.
"He’s just my employee, what are you jealous about? If he has some questions about the script he doesn’t understand and comes to ask me, if you’re even jealous about that, then you’ll have plenty to be jealous about." Aurelia Shaw wrapped her arms around Mason Nightshade’s waist, leaning against his chest, she could hear the strong heartbeat, and the faint, pleasant lemon scent.
Mason Nightshade chuckled lightly, "Yeah, there’s your brother and the childhood friend in Country Z. Ugh! Just thinking about it is an eyesore."
Aurelia Shaw raised her eyebrows, her mouth curled up, "By your logic, should we tally up your score? Childhood friends, my stepsister, and that peach blossom earlier... you attract no less trouble than I do."
"I have nothing with them." Mason Nightshade explained earnestly.
"And I have something with them?" Aurelia Shaw countered.
Mason Nightshade couldn’t respond, after a long silence, he said, "It’s different."
"How is it different? It’s clearly the same. You can attract peach blossoms and have me clean them up, but it’s not okay if there are one or two men interested in me?... Consider if what you said is fair."