Chapter 1183: Chapter 1183: Framing 2

The next day, Aurelia Shaw fell gravely ill, trapped in a haze where she couldn’t distinguish dreams from reality, only feeling a warm embrace holding her, gripping her hand, pulling her up from the abyss.

After who knows how long, Aurelia woke up, opened her eyes, and found herself alone in the room. The corners of her mouth curled into a self-mocking smile; who was she hoping would be there? How could Mason Nightshade possibly take care of her?

Aurelia went downstairs and saw Mason sitting there. She hesitated for a moment, feeling her heart sink heavily. Her throat tightened, and she took steps forward, each one feeling burdensome, her feet trembling slightly as she clenched her hands into her palms.

Aurelia sat opposite Mason Nightshade.

Mason looked up at her briefly.

Before he could speak, Aurelia was the first to say, "I won’t divorce you!"

After speaking, she bit her lip, her face icy cold. Since they called her a bad woman, she might as well be the worst!

"Hmm." Mason responded lightly, picking up the milk and pouring it into a glass.

Aurelia was taken aback.

Mason stood up, pushed the milk in front of her, took his coat and draped it over his arm. In a voice so faint it was almost inaudible, he said to her, "I’ll clean up those mouths outside, don’t bother with the clowns’ nonsense... In a while, have someone bring the medicine to Young Madam and watch her take it."

...

Aurelia’s red lips curled into a graceful arc, her beautifully contoured eyes exuding points of laughter, bright and captivating.

Mason’s eyes darkened for a moment, he pinched Aurelia’s fingertip and asked, "What are you thinking about that’s making you so happy?"

Aurelia smiled, "That year when Cymbeline Jennings falsely accused me of stealing her ring, she wanted to ruin my reputation and force the Nightshade Family to abandon me, so her daughter could rightfully take the position of the Nightshade lady..." At this point, Aurelia paused and then asked Mason, "That time when I was seriously ill, and I felt someone caring for me all night in my daze, was it you?"

"Asking the obvious." Mason said, recalling the matter, an icy chill flashed in his dark eyes.

His chin was pinched, and Mason looked down to see Aurelia smiling at him, "Feeling sorry?"

"Heartbreakingly so." Mason kissed Aurelia’s fingertip, his expression sincere, "I wanted to kill them all."

"Come on, you weren’t gentle." After that year, the Spencer Family’s business plummeted, and an emerging force sprang up to oppose them. Within just a few years, the once prosperous Spencer Family became riddled with holes, teetering on the brink, forcing Nico Spencer to seek connections everywhere to save their business.

If Mason Nightshade, the wolf, wasn’t behind all this, there was no way the mighty Spencer Family would have fallen so quickly, burdened with debts.

Not just the Spencer Family, but all those who mocked her and gossiped behind her back suffered inexplicable business setbacks.

That year, Q City was shrouded in a depressing storm of blood and chaos.

Cymbeline Jennings, her face red with shame, was mocked by Grace Carter who laughed sarcastically, grabbing her bag and opening it. The contents spilled onto the ground, and the ruby ring made a crisp sound as it rolled, reflecting in Cymbeline’s widened pupils. Her mouth gaped in disbelief, "This, this... this is a frame-up! It must be someone who put the ring into my bag!"

Grace Carter sneered disdainfully, "Caught red-handed and still you’re making excuses?"

"I told you it wasn’t me! It was someone, someone set me up..." Cymbeline’s peripheral vision caught sight of the cold and beautiful figure sitting not far away. Her eyes widened as she pointed at Aurelia Shaw, "It was her!"

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