Chapter 254: Self-control will be permanently ineffective on you_1

Suzanne Trent: "..."

She suddenly grabbed a pillow and pressed it hard against his face, pushing him forcibly onto the bed as if trying to smother him, snarling: "So what if I go? I'm still sick!"

Mason King pulled the pillow off his face, not in a hurry to get up. He glanced at her fierce expression and sighed with a smile: "I can't help it. My self-control, which I've always been proud of, might be permanently invalid in front of you."

...

Half an hour later.

Suzanne, who was just drowsy, couldn't sleep anymore. She got up and went to take a bath just after Mason temporarily left to answer a phone call from his company.

The bathtub in Mason's bedroom was not just big, but also exceptionally comfortable.

Fortunately, the phone call from his company came just in time, otherwise, the conversation would have veered further as they discussed whether her relatives left and whether he could still restrain himself.