Chapter 855 - 855: What Does She Look Like When Bullied?
Chapter 855 - 855: What Does She Look Like When Bullied?
How could she be so shaken by something so trivial? This isn't like her.Aurelia laughed at herself with a hint of self-mockery.
"Are you okay now?" Mason Nightshade asked her, catching a glimpse of her fox-like smile. He scooped her up from his lap and sat her back down on his legs.
Aurelia wrapped her arms around Mason Nightshade's neck and leaned against him weakly, "What could possibly be wrong with me?"
Mason Nightshade pinched the back of her neck, his fingertips grazing her soft and smooth skin. Initially, she would tense up at his touch, but now she no longer felt wary of him.
"Stubborn."
Clearly, she's easily hurt but wouldn't admit it.
He remembered how she used to be like this before.
That time when he first met her.
She was bullied so wretchedly by a few girls from M Nation, lying on the ground, yet her eyes met his without a flinch, resiliently shining bright, which suddenly reminded him of the soldiers under his command, enduring his bullying without uttering a word.
At that time, he wondered if she were one of his soldiers, getting bullied so badly by him, would she still look at him with such eyes?
Or would she glare at him with the pitiful, bullied gaze of a woman?
Mason Nightshade thought about it and a smile appeared on his lips.
...
Evening.
Clara Philips was lavishly attending Balthazar Shaw, lying on his chest resting, her fingers drawing circles on it, her voice sultry with a hint of post-passion breath, "Old Balthazar, when Aurelia got married, you gave away billions; when our little Ru gets married, you must not give her any less!"
Balthazar Shaw, satisfied, half-closed his eyes, "Don't worry, we won't shortchange little Ru."
After a moment, he sighed, "I wonder if the things I said to Aurelia today were a bit too harsh."
Clara Philips angrily hammered his chest, but not with much force, mostly out of playful whining, "What's wrong with that? For so many years, you've always doted on her, neglected your own daughter, and she never appreciates you. Moreover, she still bullies me and little Ru in this house, what is this all about!
I'm telling you, I've endured for more than ten years, I can't take it anymore. If this continues, I'll take little Ru and we'll just live on our own!"
"No, no, no, I'm just saying," Balthazar Shaw soothed Clara Philips with pats, finding her very satisfying in bed, always coming up with new ways, things that Aurelia couldn't give him, "Since I've spoiled her for so many years and she hasn't changed, I might as well just ignore her."
A glint of cunning sparkled in Clara Philips' eyes as she gleefully bit Balthazar Shaw's neck, "Humph, it was her own fault for being ungrateful. When you had her marry Mason Nightshade, wasn't it for..."
Realizing she'd misspoken, Clara Philips immediately shut her mouth, burying her head in appeasement—
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The next day.
Aurelia's phone rang; it was Viscount Zhou calling. Her expression darkened; Balthazar Shaw hadn't called her today.
As soon as she picked up, Viscount Zhou's exasperated voice blared out:
"Aurelia, you heartless one! How many days has it been since you last came to see me? If I don't call you, you'll forget I exist? You're the typical example of someone who ditches friends when in love! I misjudged you, I really did!"
Aurelia pulled the phone away from her ear, and only when there was no sound from the receiver did she put it back to her ear, "Hearing you say that, I thought you'd left already."
She was joking, but Viscount Zhou's voice suddenly rose on the other end.
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