Filed To Story: The Scarlet Vengeance: Justice of a Framed Beauty Novel (Grace & Jason)
Mason’s face, as if he had seen him somewhere before.
“What’s your relationship with her?” Mason asked in a cold voice.
“She’s my girlfriend, we were just going back to our room!” Crispin regained his composure and reached out to Veronica again.
But this time, Mason waved his hand and pushed Crispin away.
“You little punk…”
Crispin was interrupted by a voice beside him before he could finish speaking. “Crispin, what are you talking about? This is Mason from the Reed family!”
Crispin was startled and realized that one of the people he was talking to was actually a relative he knew, someone who had business dealings with his family.
At the moment, this relative was just standing on the side, giving him a disapproving look.
Mason from the Reed family, could this be… Mason?! Crispin remembered seeing him from afar at a banquet a few years ago, no wonder he felt familiar just now.
At this moment, he looked at Veronica, who was holding onto Mason. Wasn’t the reason he wanted to see Veronica to find out what kind of person the woman who Mason called “sister”
was?
Crispin really hoped that what Veronica said was true, that she and Mason had no contact and no relationship anymore!
“I… I’m not his girlfriend, I’m not…” Veronica said with difficulty, holding onto Mason even tighter, as if holding onto a lifeline.
“Help… help me… please?”
Her voice was full of hope and pleading, and even her eyes were covered with a layer of mist.
Mason looked at her face, his expression still indifferent. “But why should I help you?”
Veronica’s body trembled, her head slowly lowered from its raised position, and her hands holding onto him also loosened little by little.
The drunkenness still lingered on her body, but she seemed to have used up the last bit of her sobriety.
“I… I’m sorry… I said the wrong thing… I… I shouldn’t have asked you to help me…”
She finished her words intermittently and tried to leave.
Crispin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. It seemed that Mason didn’t take Veronica seriously at all.
He was about to embrace Veronica eagerly when suddenly a hand came out of nowhere and stopped him.
In the next moment, Mason pulled Veronica behind him.
“Mason, what are you doing?” Crispin looked at Mason in surprise.
“Get lost.” Mason coldly spat out these words.
As soon as he said that, Crispin’s face stiffened. After all, he was the young master of the Toyar Group. Being told to “get lost” like this in front of everyone was a huge blow to his pride.
“Mason, this woman doesn’t know her place. She was just trying to seduce me earlier, but as soon as she saw you, she clung to you and cried for help. She’s obviously trying to set a trap for you. I’ll take her back and teach her a lesson!” Crispin said as he tried to grab Veronica again.
“Get lost!” Mason said again. “Don’t make me say it a third time.”
Crispin’s face turned ugly, but he thought of Mason’s identity and decided to leave. He glared at
Veronica and walked away.
It wasn’t until this moment that Veronica finally relaxed, feeling the comforting breath of air around her nose.
Thank goodness!
Mason… he really saved her!
Her thoughts became more and more hazy, and finally, she couldn’t bear the drunkenness in her body anymore. She lost consciousness and fell down. In her daze, she felt a pair of arms holding her, and the breath that enveloped her made her feel extremely safe…
Mason carried Veronica horizontally and walked towards the hotel exit, while the people around him looked surprised.
Although they didn’t have much contact with Mason, they had heard rumors that he didn’t like to be close to women. So, they didn’t bring any female companions to the banquet. But now, Mason had just picked up this woman and carried her away.
What’s the relationship between this woman and Mason?
The crowd speculated in their hearts, while Mason held
Veronica and got directly into the car.
“Drive.” Mason said.
“Are we going back to the Reed House?” The driver in the front seat asked.
Jasper pursed his lips, “No, we don’t need to go back to the Reed House, go to…” He pondered for a moment and reported the address of Veronica’s current residence.
He knew that she had moved back to the house her mother had left behind, and he naturally knew the address of that house.
Because once, before the Reed family found him, he lived there with her.
The driver drove the car to the entrance of an old community, and Mason carried Veronica out of the car.
This was where he used to live, and even after so many years, many places were still so familiar to him.
Mason carried Veronica to the door of her house and looked at the electronic lock on the door, which was password-protected.
This was different from before, when the lock was an old-fashioned one.
Her password…
He closed his eyes and thought about it. In his memory, her mother’s death anniversary was probably the password she used most often.
But when he tried it, he found out it wasn’t.
If it wasn’t for her mother’s anniversary… He tried several times, including her birthday and even his own, but none of them worked.
He looked down at her sleeping form, trying to wake her up. “Wake up, we’re at your place. Do you remember the password?”
As she slept, she snuggled closer to him, seeking some kind of comfort from the noise.
Mason furrowed his brow and asked again, “What’s the password for your door?”
“Pass…word…” she mumbled, and then in a half-awake state, she said a number.
His eyes darkened suddenly, and after a while, he finally pressed the numbers on the lock and the door opened. He carried her inside.
The room was pitch black, but Mason turned on the light, and suddenly the room was filled with a bright, white light.
Everything in the room was just like he remembered it from years ago, except for a small piece of furniture that had been replaced.
The small room, though old, was very clean. There were two rooms, one with a closed door and the other with a half-open door. In his memory, the latter was once her room, but after he joined the Barlow family, it became their room.
Mason carried Veronica into the room and placed her on the bed. He didn’t even notice that his movements were cautious.
He silently watched her lying on the bed. The room was still dark, and moonlight shone through the window, falling on her peaceful and beautiful face.
Why did he have to intervene tonight? He could hav what would happen between her and that man!
But when he saw that man about to grab her again, he didn’t even think twice before pushing him away.
It was as if he couldn’t stand those hands holding her so intimately.
What was wrong with him?! Mason shook his head and pushed away the doubts in his mind. He glanced at her shoes still on her feet, pursed his lips, bent down to take them off, and then pulled up the thin blanket to cover her.
Just as he was about to straighten up, her body suddenly moved and one hand wrapped around his neck… “Don’t… don’t go…”
Broken murmurs escaped from her mouth intermittently.
His body suddenly shook, his gaze sinking as he looked at the face so close to him.
Once, she was the person he loved the most, but now, she was just an acquaintance to him, without any significance.
He should push her away immediately and leave this place!
Just as his hand was about to pull her hand off his neck, her previously closed eyes had opened and were staring at him.
Mason was stunned, and at this moment, time seemed to stand still. All his attention seemed to be drawn to her eyes.
Her eyes were still hazy with drunkenness. At this moment, she was still drunk and not sober.
“Mason…” her murmured voice rang out leisurely, “Is… is it you?”
He pursed his thin lips and did not answer her.
She squinted her eyes hard, as if trying to see him clearly. Then her hand slowly moved from his neck to his cheek, her fingers slowly stroking his cheek as if trying to feel his face and bones.
“You… should be Mason, should be…” she muttered, “Do you know? I miss you so much. I know I shouldn’t have blamed you back then. Later, I thought a lot…”
“Thought a lot?” His cold voice finally sounded.
“Yes… thought a lot…” she murmured, her face getting closer to his, and her drunken eyes widening as if trying to see him more clearly, “I thought… I was afraid… afraid that the balance between us would be broken, afraid that in the end, we couldn’t even be… siblings. But…”
She suddenly laughed again, but her laughter seemed bitter. “But in the end…if we can’t be siblings, we can’t even be friends…”
“So, you regret it, don’t you?” he stared at her.
“I…” she opened her mouth. Suddenly, she flipped over and pressed him down beneath her.
Her fingers were still feeling his face, and in this position, it seemed easier for her to see his face clearly. “I regret it. I shouldn’t have hurt you like that…if I could go back in time, that would be great…”
As her voice fell, her head fell heavily on his chest, and she fell asleep again.
But because of her words, he was confused.
She was someone he shouldn’t care about, so why didn’t he push her away just now? He even let her touch his face and said a bunch of nonsense.
Whether she regrets it or not is meaningless now.
He should push her away now and leave, but…everything is in chaos again after meeting her again!
Veronica felt her head throbbing. Why was her head hurting so much? Right, she drank a lot of alcohol yesterday, and then…she wanted to leave, but Crispin chased after her and grabbed her. She wanted to struggle, but…
Suddenly, her hand seemed to touch something, it was…another person’s body?!