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Grayson Quinn clinked his glass with Mason Nightshade's, a lazy smile curling at the corner of his mouth as he leaned on the sofa with a hand supporting his chin, asking, "Didn't you come looking for me just to drink?"

Mason Nightshade didn't raise his eyelids, his glass swaying between his elegantly long fingers, his voice faint and hoarse, "I couldn't find any wine to pair with the dishes my wife made, so I figured you'd have it here."

Grayson Quinn's hand froze mid-drink, and he exclaimed, "You're not just here to mooch off my wine, are you?!"

He actually thought Mason was heartbroken, feeling down, and planned to have a great drinking fest tonight to comfort him.

Bah! Wasted my good intentions.

Grayson Quinn realized he truly couldn't empathize with this man. The last time he did, he ended up being deceived himself. They say a woman's appearance can be deceptive, but this man's appearance could mislead too.

Mason Nightshade ignored him, tossing the glass aside, picking up chopsticks, and stuffing food into his mouth aggressively.

Cold leftovers entered his stomach, chilling it to the point of contracting, yet his heart seemed stuffed full, no longer feeling as empty.

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Aurelia Shaw got up and washed her face, her fluffy long curls tied into a bun, two strands of hair casually fell by her ears, carefree yet cute. The oversized white nightgown engulfed her slender figure, her legs long and well-proportioned, especially beautiful at the ankles.

She stepped into the kitchen, made herself a cup of honey water, and carried it elegantly back to the living room. She glanced towards the door direction inadvertently, pausing her movements, her eyes fixed on that firmly closed door.

Is he still out there?

Aurelia Shaw walked over, peering through the peephole to check outside, not seeing anyone, she further scanned left and right, still not finding him.

Gone?

Aurelia pondered for a moment, her hand gripping the door handle, gently opening a crack to glimpse outside, seeing no shadow.

Could he really have left?

She pulled the door open, stepping into the empty corridor, gazing around.

Unexpectedly, there wasn't even a tiny bit of loss felt.

She knew early on that he wouldn't truly wait outside all night, even if he did, so what? The hurt she endured couldn't be remedied; she'd never fall for him again.

Aurelia turned to go back inside, noticing blood dried on the wall. Love this story? Show your support on M9VLEMPYR.

Mason Nightshade's?

Soon, she shook her head to dismiss such a guess.

Who could possibly injure him?

Aurelia went straight back to her bedroom.

The door to another bedroom opened, Ursa Miller emerged with dark circles under her eyes.

She didn't sleep well all night; knowing the Young Master was just outside the wall, standing in the cold corridor waiting, made it impossible for her to sleep comfortably in the warm bed.

Staring at that tightly closed door, Ursa hesitated for a long time. If Young Madam found out, she'd certainly blame her; Young Madam was always so kind to her, she couldn't hurt Young Madam, but… maybe just a quick check wouldn't hurt?

Ursa nervously approached the door, opened a thin crack, peeking out.

Eh?

The Young Master isn't there?

Afraid she might be mistaken, Ursa didn't dare open the door fully, squinting through the crack repeatedly looking outside, yet still didn't catch a glimpse of the Young Master.

"Sigh!"

Ursa sighed, uncertain if she felt more relieved or disappointed.

A dignified person like the Young Master wouldn't actually wait outside all night, but Young Madam waking up not finding the Young Master outside might feel let down.

Ugh... why can't the two of them be alright together?

The old servant at home said their relationship was awful, yet what she saw these days was the Young Master silently caring for Young Madam.