I Refuse to Divorce novel (Zoe and Mason) novel Chapter 102

When he was done, Mason let Zoe go and went to take a bath. He was dressed neatly by the time he came out of the bathroom.

Meanwhile, Zoe stayed behind, too worn out to move at all.

He gave her a sidelong glance and sneered before he left the room. He got into his Bentley, but didn't leave immediately. Instead, he lit up a cigarette and smoked it.

The truth was that he no longer had a good time during sex if Zoe was miserable about it. It lacked a certain something when she wasn't as into it as he was.

A thin wisp of gray smoke rose and swirled around him, giving him an air of mystery. He thought about his wife and what she said to him.

Did she really just ask him if he could love her and make sacrifices for their relationship?

He smirked to himself at the thought of it.

Raised in a twisted environment, Mason had never learned how to love anyone, nor did he ever intend to. With that said, he was obsessed over Zoe’s love for him, but he wasn't sure why.

Perhaps it was because he had read her diary. He wanted to trap her within his grasp and watch her give in to her pleasures. He wanted to see the look on her face when she loved someone unconditionally. He wanted that look to be reserved for him, and only him.

He considered such a thing a luxury and luxuries were valuable!

With a sigh, he stopped grappling with the issue and drove to work.

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The conflict caused Zoe and Mason to give each other the cold shoulder. It had been days since Mason went back home. He wasn't sleeping at the office either. The paparazzi went wild, taking and releasing photos of him in scandalous situations with women.

This time, it was Lilith who was sitting in his car, staring at him in adoration while he maintained a stoic expression. Rumor had it that he spent eighty million dollars to buy her a villa.

The public was sure about one thing then: Zoe may have the looks, but she lost to the rather plain-looking Lilith. It seemed to prove the theory that men would pick a vulnerable and naive woman over a beautiful one. Even Lilith herself was fantasizing about the alleged eighty-million-dollar villa. How she wished that Mason had really bought it for her!