Chapter 1211: Can You Sort Me Out?
Aurelia Shaw furrowed her brow.
What did Sophie Nye mean by these words?
Just as she was about to inquire, a cold and gloomy voice like it came from Hell sounded from behind: "Why are you in this house?"
Steady steps approached, Mason Nightshade stopped behind Aurelia Shaw, like a tall protective wall, a dark flash crossed his narrowed eyes, "Grandfather said you were forbidden from entering this room, what are you doing here?"
"What kind of tone is that you’re using with me!" Sophie Nye’s anger stuck in her chest, in her past life what sins had she committed, her son sided with this seductress, her husband sided with the seductress’ mother, "Mason Nightshade, am I not your mother at least? Even if I gave birth to you but did not raise you, does that mean you should treat me this way?"
"What attitude do you think I should have towards you? Mrs. Nightshade." Mason coldly curled his lips, his gaze chilling.
The words "Mrs. Nightshade" seemed to hit a sore spot for Sophie Nye, her pupils suddenly shrank, her face pale, she tightly bit her teeth.
"Escort the lady back, she is of privileged status, this is not a place she should be." Mason wrapped his arm around Aurelia Shaw’s waist, turned and left, not looking back.
Sophie Nye’s fingers clenched tightly in her palm, she stared at the departing two figures, her eyes red, not sure which person she was fixated on.
...
Mason Nightshade held Aurelia Shaw as they entered the bathroom, skillfully removed her clothes and tossed them aside, giving her a bath, he sensed her vulnerability.
It had been a long time since this happened, when she was vulnerable she liked to curl herself up, shut out all outside sounds, hear nothing, say nothing, like a lifeless intricately beautiful doll.
Mason’s heart ached, tenderly kissed her lip corners, murmured in a low voice, "Aurelia, can you hear me speaking?"
"Today’s matter wasn’t your fault, it was a new person who showed something unclean to grandfather, I’ve already dealt with that person, it’s okay now."
"It’s okay now, talk with me a bit, alright? Hmm?"
"If you hear me, say something to me, hmm?"
Aurelia Shaw’s eyelashes trembled, droplets fell from her lashes, her arm slowly and carefully wrapped around Mason’s neck, her cheek pressed over, resting on Mason’s chest.
Warm breath blew onto his chest, yet Mason felt a chill.
"Did I do something wrong?" Aurelia Shaw’s voice was muffled, heavily nasal, "Did grandfather find out about the time I plotted against the company? But didn’t grandfather know about that long ago, or did he find out about the knife I stabbed you with, is grandfather blaming me?"
"No, don’t overthink, do you hear me?!" Mason embraced her tightly with heartache.
She is sensitive and lacks a sense of security.
She can easily sense the emotional changes of those around her, once it exceeds the level she can bear, she wraps herself up with a heavy shell like now, isolating herself from everything outside.
Perhaps turning herself into someone without feelings.
Perhaps staying quietly, saying nothing.
Mason was unsure whether Aurelia was sleepwalking or awake now, still he said to her: "This time’s incident was an accident, but what happened in the past life won’t happen again, you won’t be alone, I’m here with you, I’ll never leave you, hmm?"
Aurelia Shaw’s eyelashes moved slightly, a clarity flashed in her peach blossom eyes, she blinked, fully awakening.
She pushed away Mason Nightshade, looking at Mason Nightshade.