No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 233

No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I’m Done!

Chapter 233 Shelter from the Storm

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Amelia listened quietly as Mason spoke in a low voice to the person on the other end of the phone, explaining the car trouble and their location.

But the reply made both of their hearts sink.

“What? Traffic control?” Mason’s voice turned heavy. “Then when can you get here?”

The person on the line explained more.

Amelia watched as Mason’s expression grew darker by the second.

He hung up and said to her, “Looks like we’re not going anywhere tonight.”

“…What do you mean?” Amelia didn’t understand at first.

Mason explained, “The city’s rain alert has been upgraded from heavy rain to severe storm. All outbound roads are under temporary traffic control. The repair crew cannot come until tomorrow, after the rain stops and the roads reopen.”

Amelia froze.

The car was broken. The roads were closed. No one could come fix it.

She looked at the endless curtain of rain outside and murmured, “Then what do we do? Are we supposed to stay in the car all night?”

“No,” Mason said at once. “We will go back to Zach’s place and stay the night.”

With that, he leaned over and took a long–handled umbrella from the back seat.

He opened the door again, walked around to the passenger side, and opened her door as well.

Rain roared around them. He bent down, his broad back exposed to the storm. His voice was softened by the rain but still clear to her ears. “Get on.”

Amelia looked at his back, already soaked by rain. The question that had been cut off earlier surfaced again in her mind.

She placed her hands on his shoulders and climbed onto his back.

Mason’s strength was impressive. Even carrying a grown adult, his steps stayed steady.

He supported her firmly with one arm and held the umbrella high with the other, creating a small sheltered space for both of them.

Rain pounded against the umbrella in dull, heavy beats,

Amelia watched his awkward posture as he held the umbrella, and the arm that still got splashed by the rain.

She felt bad.

“Well…” she whispered near his ear. “I can hold the umbrella.”

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Mason paused, glanced at her, and didn’t refuse. He handed the umbrella to her.

The muddy village road grew even more slippery under the downpour.

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Amelia held the umbrella and tried her best to tilt it toward Mason, but the wild wind drove cold rain toward him anyway.

She even had a strange feeling, as if they weren’t escaping an accident, but heading toward an unknown ending, as the storm bore witness.

While she was lost in thought, a figure holding an umbrella appeared ahead in the rain, walking quickly toward them.

“Mr. Everett, Ms. Harlow.”

It was Kaia.

She rushed over, clearly worried.

“I knew something felt off about the weather,” Kaia said as she reached them and looked at their soaked state. “I wanted to call you back earlier and tell you to wait for the rain to stop. Once it pours like this, the downhill road near the village entrance gets very slippery. It’s dangerous.”

Mason stopped, still carrying Amelia with ease.

He looked at Kaia and asked calmly, “Ms. Preston, could we stay here for the night?”

Hearing that, Amelia felt her cheeks heat up.

Staying over without notice felt embarrassing to her.

“Of course,” Kaia replied.

“But… we only have one guest room. My room has a single bed. It would be too small.”

She thought for a moment, then added, “You are siblings, so sharing a room should be fine, right?”

Kaia clearly didn’t think much of it.

But Amelia panicked at once.

She almost blurted out, “It is fine, Ms. Preston. A couch will do for me…”

Before she could finish, Mason cut in.

“We aren’t siblings by blood.”

He corrected Kaia.

Amelia’s words got stuck in her throat.

Kaia stopped mid step and turned back. Her gaze moved slowly between Mason and Amelia, still on his back.

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Rain slid from the edge of her umbrella and splashed into the mud below.

After a few seconds, understanding dawned in her eyes, followed by a teasing smile.

“Got it.”

Amelia’s face burned red.

“No, that’s not it. You misunderstood,” she rushed to explain. “We aren’t what you think.”

But the image of her being carried on his back all the way back was far too convincing.

Any explanation now only made it worse.

There was no way to explain it away.

Seeing Amelia’s flushed face, Kaia didn’t press further.

She led them into the warm, dry main hall.