No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 70

**Chapter 70: At Her Doorstep**

**3 Parts**

Amelia found herself grappling with the unsettling thought that if she agreed to the contract, she would have to endure Mason’s piercing, scrutinizing gaze every single time she submitted a work report or provided a project update. The very idea of being in the position of someone who needed help, all while facing him, felt like a fate worse than death.

The mere thought of it sent chills down her spine.

Lily, on the other hand, felt a surge of panic wash over her as she absorbed the gravity of the situation. “Amelia, can you please stop being so stubborn right now? You have no idea what’s at stake! Working with the Everetts is an opportunity that people would literally kill for!”

Her voice rose with urgency, “And don’t forget, Beatrice only gave you two weeks. Thirty million dollars! Without this contract, what on earth are you going to do? Where will you find that kind of money?”

The harsh reality of their conversation settled heavily on Amelia’s shoulders, like a weight she couldn’t shake off.

Deep down, she recognized that Lily was absolutely right.

A frown creased her forehead, and in frustration, she tugged at her hair, feeling the tension coil within her. “I don’t know,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. In that moment, all her logical reasoning crumbled beneath the weight of her pride. She lifted her head, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, and faced Lily squarely. “Then just consider me difficult! I just can’t get past this myself!”

Seeing her friend in such turmoil, all of Lily’s words of reproach caught in her throat, morphing into a helpless sigh.

“Alright, just take a breath,” Lily said softly, reaching out to gently pat Amelia’s back, her tone shifting to one of comfort. “Think it through carefully. We still have time before the deadline. Let’s take a step back and figure out another way.”

Yet, even as she spoke, Lily couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that the situation was far more complicated than it appeared.

Was Mason truly helping Amelia out of mere pity, as Amelia had suggested?

As she restarted the car, the fleeting image of Mason from earlier that day at Stardale replayed in her mind.

There was something strangely familiar about him.

Suddenly, a memory struck her like a lightning bolt.

Wasn’t it Mason who had taken Amelia away from that bar the night she got completely wasted?

If he truly didn’t care about Amelia at all, why would he have gone out of his way to rescue her from that late-night bar when she was utterly passed out?

**11:31 Sat, Dec 13 M…**

**Chapter 70: At Her Doorstep**

Lily’s eyes sparkled with realization, her excitement bubbling over to the point where she nearly pressed the wrong pedal in her haste.

She could hardly contain herself, eager to share this revelation with Amelia, to show her that perhaps Mason wasn’t as cold and heartless as he seemed on the surface.

But as she turned her head, she noticed that Amelia had already leaned against the car window, her eyes shut tight, looking like a delicate flower battered by a relentless storm.

Lily swallowed her words, letting them slip back down her throat.

Forget it.

Amelia was caught in an emotional whirlpool at that moment. Even if she shared her thoughts, Amelia might not be receptive. She might even think Lily was simply trying to make excuses for Mason’s behavior.

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