Mason Nightshade glanced indifferently at the cucumber in Aurelia Shaw's bowl, a mocking sneer gracing his lips like a merciful pardon, "She's under special circumstances, can't eat cold things."
The Viscount's face stiffened, then he lifted the corners of his mouth, "Oh, special circumstances? Aurelia, take good care of yourself."
Mason Nightshade furrowed his brow slightly, suddenly recalling something, and cursed fiercely in his heart, "Damn it!"
After dinner, the Viscount wanted to stay but had no reason to do so. During childhood, he could stay overnight at Aurelia Shaw's house, but growing up brought many inconveniences, not to mention Aurelia's special status.
Reluctantly, the Viscount left.
After seeing him off, Aurelia returned to her room to wash up and rest. Coming out of the bathroom, the bedroom lights were off.
