No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 111

**Chapter 111: The Promise He Never Kept**

Ethan felt a surge of frustration bubbling within him, a storm of emotions that he fought valiantly to suppress. He plastered on the polite smile that was expected of him, the kind that an heir should wear like armor. He took a step forward, shattering the heavy silence that hung in the air like a thick fog. “So it’s you, Mason. I’ve heard quite a bit about you. What a surprise to run into you here. Since fate has brought us together, why not come to our wedding? Amelia and I would be truly honored to have you.”

Mason finally turned his gaze, and in that instant, it was as if the world around them had come to a standstill. His features were so striking that they could steal the breath from anyone who dared to look too long, yet there was an icy demeanor about him that felt impenetrable.

He met Ethan’s eyes with a fleeting glance, and the air crackled with tension. “I’m busy.”

His voice was calm, but there was an undercurrent that felt more like a warning than a mere refusal. Each word was articulated slowly and deliberately, “Since you’re marrying her, treat her well.”

In that fleeting moment, Ethan caught a glimpse of the warning etched in Mason’s eyes—sharp, unyielding, and filled with an intensity that sent a shiver down his spine. For a heartbeat, he entertained a peculiar thought: Amelia, the woman he was about to marry, felt less like a bride and more like a precious gem that Mason had been safeguarding all along.

Under the weight of that realization, Ethan found himself nodding, almost against his own volition. He heard the promise escape his lips, “Don’t worry. She’s marrying me, so she’s my wife. I won’t treat her badly.”

Mason said nothing further. He simply turned and walked away, leaving Ethan with a peculiar sensation, a strange awareness that Mason was indeed upset about something.

Later, as Ethan reflected on the day, he had to concede that the wedding dress Mason had chosen for Amelia was infinitely more beautiful than the one he had hastily selected.

When he brought the dress home, he eagerly urged Amelia to try it on. As she stood before the mirror, the usually serene and composed Amelia radiated a spark of joy that Ethan had never witnessed before.

Her fingers danced delicately across the intricate lace, and her face blossomed with a genuine, vibrant happiness that lit up the room. “How did you know? I’ve always wanted a dress like this.”

Ethan was momentarily taken aback by that rare smile, a beacon of life and excitement that transformed her demeanor. For just a fleeting moment, he thought that if she could smile at him with such warmth more often, perhaps their marriage wouldn’t feel so lackluster after all.

In that moment of vulnerability, he chose to conceal the truth. He kept the fact that the dress was chosen by another man hidden from her, knowing deep down that Mason understood her taste far better than her own fiancé did. He selfishly craved to see that rare, radiant joy belong to him, even if the credit didn’t rightfully belong to him.

Looking into her hopeful eyes, he smiled and replied, “Maybe we just think alike.”

Ethan had never truly comprehended the complexities of the relationship that existed between Amelia and her adoptive brother, the one she never mentioned.

There was always an unspoken connection between them, a thin veil of fog that obscured the truth from his understanding. She never broached the subject, and he never mustered the curiosity to ask.

Yet, the irony of the situation struck him: when he learned that Mason had picked out Amelia’s wedding dress, Ethan felt no offense. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of superiority. To him, it didn’t matter how much Mason cared; after all, Amelia was marrying him.

For years, he clung stubbornly to the belief that Mason was merely a privileged heir, a man who stood tall only because of his family’s vast empire. In Ethan’s eyes, Mason’s confidence was a product of luck rather than merit.

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