Chapter 132
"Prepare it yourself." Zoe's voice was soft and hoarse. "Mason, from now on, I won't manage your personal life. You can pay someone to tend to your clothes and accessories. Otherwise, you can bring Ava to the house and give her a raise to do it."
Mason frowned, displeased. "I don't like others meddling in these private matters."
Silence filled the bedroom.
After a while, Zoe's voice was raspy. “Then, bear with it. I won't do it. If you think spending so much money on me is a waste, you can divorce me, Mason. I don't have to be Mrs. Lockwood."
Mason stood quietly.
He understood Zoe's meaning. She would stay as Mrs. Lockwood, but she wouldn't serve him anymore. She didn't even mind if Ava intervened in their lives.
She really didn't see him as a husband anymore. She was thinking that since he played around with women, one more or one less didn't matter.
Mason snorted. “You're quite feisty all of a sudden!"
After saying that, he went into the dressing room and changed into another set of clothes.
As he left, Zoe didn't even look at him.
Mason didn't stay long in the hospital.
Lilith had been crying the whole time, and he found it annoying. Besides, no one liked staying in a stifling hospital room, no matter how luxurious it was.
After leaving the ward, he sat in his car.
There was a paper bag on the passenger seat containing the burnt wedding photo and Zoe's diary. They were scorched, but Mason had someone find the most skilled restorer to repair them. He personally delivered them. In an antique cafe, the aroma of tea lingered.
Mason sat with his legs crossed, staring at the restorer across from him.
The man, using a magnifying glass, carefully examined the two items for a long time.
Taking off his glasses, he smiled and said, "Mr. Mason, these two things have no collectible value. The photo is photoshopped, and the diary is not a masterpiece from a famous artist. It's not worth spending a large sum to restore. Moreover, it's not repairable after being burnt like this. Why don't you just take them back?"
Mason remained unmoved.
He sincerely said, "These two things are important to me, Mr. Yosef. please take another look."
To express his sincerity, he handed over a check for 1.5 million.
The man sighed lightly, looking at the money. “I'll try my best, then. But, Mr. Mason, paper can be restored, but these missing words can't be restored. No matter how advanced the restoration technique, it can't mend the remnants of a marriage.”
At that moment, Mason felt a deep sorrow in his heart.
Later, sitting in the car, the man's words echoed in his mind.
"No matter how advanced the restoration technique, it can't mend the remnants of a marriage.”
He sat from dusk until dark, even until the night was deep and the dew was heavy before he came back to his senses.
He checked his personal phone. There were many missed calls from Ava and lawyers, and the most from Lilith. 13 calls. Not a single one from Zoe.
There was no moment more clear than now for Mason. Zoe didn't love him anymore.
Not only did she not love him, but she also didn't want him anymore.