No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 151

Chapter 151 Fifteen Days Left

“What?”

Mason’s explanation came a moment later.

“Hayden asked about it.

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“He said tomorrow will be the first time we officially go out together, and he wants us to wear outfits that make us look like a family.”

Amelia stared at the message for a long time. The in her chest eased a little.

tight feeling

She scrolled through the screen, her fingers lingering on the T–shirt photos again and again. She scrolled through the seren, her ing

The simple designs felt soft and warm because they carried a child’s innocent hope.

In the end, her eyes stopped on a T–shirt printed with a cartoon Simba. a T–shirt printed with a cartoon Simba.

She selected the picture and sent it.

“Okay.”

“I’ll pick you up tomorrow.”

Amelia froze. Thinking of Fiona already growing suspicious, she quickly declined.

“No need. It’s not convenient. I’ll meet you at the zoo entrance.”

Mason understood at once what her “not convenient” meant. He did not ask more and replied with a single word.

“Okay.”

After putting down her phone, Amelia realized her heavy mood from the entire evening had truly lifted a little. Just thinking about the small outing tomorrow filled her with a rare sense of anticipation.

At 11 p.m., when Amelia was about to sleep, two sharp beams of headlights cut through the darkness of the courtyard.

She walked to the window and looked outside.

Ethan’s car was parked in front of the main house.

The door opened and Ethan rushed out of the driver’s seat.

He did not even bother to close the door. He went straight around to the other side and carefully opened the back door.

He bent down and gently carried Isla out, wrapped in a blanket.

Then Hannah leaned out of the car.

Her face was pale. She wore loose hospital clothes and looked so weak that a light breeze could knock her

over.

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Ethan handed the child to the waiting nanny, then immediately turned back and supported Hannah with both arms, treating her like a priceless treasure.

Amelia stood behind the window on the second floor, watching the scene below like an outsider.

She watched Ethan run back and forth for the mother and daughter, worrying about the night wind chilling the child, then fearing Hannah might lose her balance.

He even took out their luggage from the trunk himself and directed the maids to escort them to the two prepared rooms in the back garden.

His face was filled with open concern and tenderness.

It was a look Amelia had never received in six years of marriage.

A bitter sense of being discarded rose in her heart.

Just days ago, to secure the contract with Mason that would decide the future of the Rowe family, Ethan had sworn he would treat her well.

The ink on the contract had barely dried, and he already could not be bothered to keep up the act.

He brought that woman and her child into this house openly, placing them right in front of her.

How was this treating her well?

It was a cruel reminder that she, Mrs. Rowe, was nothing more than a tool to exchange for benefits.

Amelia slowly looked away and took her phone from the nightstand. With no expression, she opened the

calendar.

A red circle marked a special date. She counted the remaining days in silence.

Thankfully, only half a month left.

If she could endure just 15 more days, she would be free of all this, no longer forced to face people and things that made her sick.

She took a deep breath and forced her emotions down.

She had thought that hiding in her room, refusing to look, would somehow make everything go away.

She had been too naive.

About half an hour later, after she had changed into her pajamas and was trying to fall asleep, there was a knock on the door.

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