No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 75

**Chapter 75: What She Didn’t Know**

In the end, it was Mason who broke the silence first, his gaze slipping away like a fleeting shadow.

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The storm of emotions that once danced in his eyes had been wiped clean, replaced by an unsettling calm. He locked his eyes on her, his tone devoid of warmth. “Have you finished your conversation with him?”

There was no inquiry about the heated exchange or the cacophony of crashing sounds that had echoed through the room moments before.

Amelia felt a tight knot form in her chest. All the words that had been on the tip of her tongue suddenly froze, trapped in a web of anxiety.

What was there to explain, anyway?

Should she lay bare the truth about her crumbling relationship with Ethan, the divorce that loomed over them like a dark cloud?

Or perhaps she should clarify that the snow globe had been an unintentional purchase, a mere trinket that had spiraled into misunderstanding?

But as she gazed into Mason’s eyes, she realized that perhaps none of it would matter to him.

Suppressing the bitterness that threatened to spill over, Amelia nodded gently and murmured, “I’m sorry, Mr. Everett. I didn’t mean to cause any unnecessary misunderstandings. I kept you in there longer than I should have.”

Mason offered no reply to her apology, his silence like a heavy weight in the air.

He stepped out of the cramped storage room, his tall figure moving with an air of purpose. The way he walked toward the door felt crisp and decisive, as if he were shedding the remnants of their encounter with each step.

Once again, Amelia found herself alone in the studio, surrounded by the remnants of their earlier chaos. The cold pasta sat abandoned on the table, the door to the storage room stood closed, and the mingling scents of two different men lingered in the air, a haunting reminder of the absurdity that had just unfolded.

A self-deprecating smile crept onto her lips as she approached the coffee table. She picked up the pasta without bothering to heat it, her expression a mask of neutrality as she took a bite, the flavors bland against the backdrop of her swirling thoughts.

After tidying up the remnants of the evening, she made her way back to the bedroom on the second floor.

The lights remained off as she stood in the darkness, her mind replaying the image of Mason’s retreating figure. A wave of indescribable bitterness surged within her, a bitter reminder of her own hopes dashed against the rocks of reality.

What exactly had she been wishing for?

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Chapter 75: What She Didn’t Know

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Did she truly believe that seeing the snow globe would stir something within him, a flicker of nostalgia for what they once shared?

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