Mason had never loved anyone, but that didn’t mean he was clueless when it came to putting work into a relationship.
Silence draped over the car.
If working on their relationship meant that Zoe would love him again, he wouldn’t mind putting in some work so they could become a couple who loved each other genuinely.
…
It was evening on the weekend. A black limousine pulled up to the manor. The chauffeur carried Mason’s suitcases and said respectfully, “Do you need my help with the suitcases, Mr. Mason?”
Mason was dressed in black. As they said, the suit maketh the man. Standing in the evening light, he looked exceptionally dashing. Even the old servant couldn't help but steal glances at him.
He asked lightly, “Where’s Zoe?”
The servant was about to respond when they heard the sound of a violin coming from the third floor. The melody was mellow and it complimented the evening twilight.
She couldn’t help but put in a good word for Zoe, “Ms. Zoe plays a mean violin! Perhaps you should find her and enjoy yourself.”
He chuckled in response.
Carrying his suitcases by himself, he climbed the stairs and went to the study. Zoe was dressed in a gray dress, her black hair cascading on her slender back.
What a gorgeous sight.
Taking in the view quietly, he put down the suitcases and walked toward her. Then, he embraced her from behind, rested his chin on her delicate shoulder, and spoke in a rare gentle tone, “You look beautiful in that dress.”
Zoe was completely taken by surprise when he embraced her. She almost dropped the violin.
He was holding her slender waist before she knew it, fondling her tenderly with one hand and taking away her violin with another. Then, he pushed her against the window and stared at her delicate features.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: I Refuse to Divorce novel (Zoe and Mason)
Can we have the continuation of these wonderful novel please...