No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 421

Chapter 421 The Morning After

The short distance from the bed to the bathroom nearly used up all the strength Amelia had left.

Each step sent a dull ache through her body, like it was reminding her of last night–intense, reckless, an unforgettable.

The bathroom was thick with steam.

Amelia eased herself into the tub and slowly sank into the hot water.

The warmth felt almost like medicine. It loosened the tight soreness in her muscles. Little by little, it also settled the restless feeling in her chest–the one caused by how quickly things between her and Mason ha changed.

She looked down at her reflection in the water. Her cheeks were flushed, and faint marks showed just beneath her collarbone.

Amelia watched them for a moment, then reached out and lightly brushed one with her fingertip.

The soft tingling told her this was real. Not a dream.

After soaking in the hot bath for a long time, the heavy, sluggish feeling in her body finally faded. She felt lighter, more like herself again.

She dried off and stood in her walk–in closet for quite a while, unsure what to wear. In the end, she picked a simple, comfortable knitted long dress–something modest and easy to move in.

When she opened the bedroom door, she immediately spotted Mason sitting in the dining area.

The dining room was spacious and bright. Sunlight streamed in through the tall floor–to–ceiling windows. Mason sat in the glow, simple place settings arranged neatly in front of him, looking like he had been waiting for some time.

The moment he heard her, he turned around,

When he saw her, the calm look in his eyes softened and brightened.

He stood and quietly pulled out the chair beside him for her.

Amelia sat down, a little uneasy. She kept her eyes lowered, not brave enough to meet his steady gaze.

Mason said nothing. He took her empty bowl and filled it with hot, creamy grits. Then he gently pushed other dishes closer to her.

“Eat while it’s warm,” he said softly.

After what they had shared last night, a quiet, intimate feeling lingered between them.

They didn’t need many words. A simple look. A small, accidental touch That was enough to make the air feel warm and close.

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Amelia took a spoonful of grits and secretly glanced at him. He wasn’t eating. He was watching her, chin resting on one hand, eyes fixed on her like he didn’t want to miss a second.

Being watched like that made her throat feel tight. She cleared it and tried to make small talk. “Hmm… the household staff… they are still on holiday?”

“Yeah.” Mason nodded like it was obvious. The corner of his lips lifted slightly. “I gave them an extended holiday.”

He looked at her and said calmly, “It’s rare for us to get some time off without interruptions. Let the staff rest for a few more days; it isn’t a big deal.”

The implication behind that was painfully obvious. Amelia quickly lowered her head and focused on her food, trying to hide her burning cheeks.

In some ways, this man’s sense of control and how quickly he acted were intimidating.

After breakfast, Mason started clearing the dishes.

Amelia tried to help, but he pressed a hand lightly on her shoulders and guided her back into her seat.

“Rest,” he said simply, then carried the dishes into the kitchen.

Amelia watched his tall figure move around the sink. The whole scene felt strangely unreal.

By the time she snapped out of it, Mason had already finished. He walked back out, drying his hands, a small trace of regret on his face.

“Too bad,” he said with a quiet sigh. “This peaceful time only lasts today. Tomorrow I have to go back to Evan’s place.”

The moment she heard that, a quiet wave of disappointment rose in Amelia’s chest.

Their sweet time together wouldn’t even last a full day.

But she knew treating Evan’s leg was the priority now. She couldn’t be unreasonable about it.

Then she remembered–tomorrow was Friday. That meant she had the day off afterward.

She looked up at him, eyes bright, and asked carefully, “Can I go with you to see Evan tomorrow?”

Mason lifted one eyebrow. He leaned down, bracing his hands on the arms of her chair, gently surrounding her. “Oh?” He asked, voice low and teasing, “Do you want to see Evan or spend more time with

me?”

His breath brushed softly against her cheek.

Amelia’s heart sped up, but she refused to admit it. “Of course I’m going to see Evan.”

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