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Chapter 1122: Chapter 1122: If You Have the Guts, Don’t Beg for Mercy Tonight

When Adrian realized that his most trusted soldier had a woman more important to him than the country, Mason would never be trusted one hundred percent again, for any reason.

She didn’t want him to be caught in a deadlock because of her.

Being a soldier is his belief, even if in this life he insists on protecting himself and is determined to place himself above the country, she does not want to make things difficult for him because of her.

Sometimes lies exist as a form of goodwill.

Mason scrutinized Aurelia’s expression for signs of deception, "What about afterwards? After you escaped, why didn’t you contact me, why didn’t you send me a text?"

Seeing that he believed her, Aurelia breathed a sigh of relief.

Indeed, an actor’s professionalism is about being able to enter a role anytime, anywhere.

"Who says I didn’t contact you." Aurelia raised her chin defiantly, "I called you, but your phone didn’t go through. I’ve already escaped, what’s the point of sending a text.

But you, your phone was unreachable, making me so anxious, I even called Ava.

Also... isn’t Adrian the kind of person who shows a deadpan face to everyone except his wife?"

"Your man is too," Mason said shamelessly, raising his hand to lift Aurelia’s chin, "I’m warning you seriously, if there’s any danger, you must text me, got it?"

"Mm-hmm," Aurelia nodded dismissively.

Mason frowned, muttering under his breath: "When we get back, I’ll have Rocco Cooper implant a tracking device in you so I won’t lose track of you again."

Aurelia opened her mouth and bit Mason’s neck, glaring at him with upturned peach blossom eyes: "You dare! No way are you going to inject that thing into me, stripping me of my freedom! That needle-like thing needs to stay far away from me."

Mason frowned, but felt no pain, and chuckled softly, "Are you a dog?"

"You don’t know what I am?" Aurelia raised an eyebrow in response.

Mason leaned in, whispering mischievously in her ear, "Are you afraid of needle-like things, afraid of that thing?"

Realizing what he meant, Aurelia glared at him, curling her lips, "That’s a needle?"

Mason raised an eyebrow, "Isn’t it? You know what it is, just don’t beg for mercy tonight."

Aurelia sneered, "Let’s see if you can make it to my bed tonight."

Mason: "..."

Forget it, arguing with the wife only harms him.

Holding it in isn’t good for his health.

Better to coax the wife.

Mason: "I was wrong."

His quick admission shattered Aurelia’s worldview, and she gritted her teeth, "Useless!"

"Uselessness can’t keep a bed warm," Mason replied matter-of-factly.

Aurelia: "..."

Whoever wants this kind of man can take him away, he’s shameless beyond limits, a complete insult to his aloof and unapproachable image.

...

After all the necessary checks were done in the hospital, Aurelia and Mason returned to the Presidential Residence. Although Mason has his own place in Capital City, it hasn’t been occupied for a while and needs time to be cleaned. Besides, Ava doesn’t want Aurelia to move out so soon.

The wife-loving president used work as an excuse to keep them there under the guise of discussing things with Mason.

Mason saw through Adrian’s intentions but didn’t expose them.

When they returned to the Presidential Residence that evening, they saw three men carrying a bed upstairs. Aurelia curiously asked the servant, "Wasn’t the previous bed perfectly fine? Why buy a new bed? Is there a new guest moving in?"