Chapter 357

The whole atmosphere was tense and dead silent. Sophia Sun, completely overestimating herself, even dared to raise her hand for a slap—but Mason Shaw caught her wrist in time. His grip was firm, almost painful, making Sophia’s eyes well up with tears. Furious and stunned, she snapped, "Mason!" Mason didn’t even glance at her, his eyes still fixed on Chloe Grace’s face. He said softly, "Leave us." Him? Let Sophia slap someone? Not a chance. Sophia clearly didn’t want to go, but seeing how grim his face looked, she had no choice but to step out. Now it was just the exes alone in the restroom. Mason looked visibly drained, like these days hadn’t been kind to him at all. He was supposed to be basking in joy—he’d just gone public with his fiancée, after all. He leaned against the cold tiled wall, eyes locked on Chloe with a bittersweet gaze. “Chloe, is that how worthless our eight years were to you?” Chloe turned away and braced her hands on the sink, staring at the reflection in the mirror