Place the girl on the bed, and cover her with a quilt.

Mason Bennett sat aside, looking at the peacefully sleeping girl, his eyebrows softened a bit.

He leaned down slightly and planted a kiss on the girl’s forehead.

No matter what happens, he won’t let his little darling suffer even the slightest bit of grievance or harm.

Thinking of this, the man’s gaze became even more profound and cold.

After a while, Mason Bennett finally left the bedroom.

He informed Elliot Morris to book an afternoon flight, planning to return to Brocade City once Bella Green woke up.

...

At the hospital, Joanne Jordan was lying there, the pain in her hand making it impossible for her to sleep comfortably.

All day, she had been losing her temper.

Charles Cheyne, who was beside her, was sweating profusely.

This lady here is so hard to please.

Luckily, her hand wasn’t broken, just dislocated, but she had twisted it forcefully at the time.

The dislocation healed, but the tendons and bones were injured and needed time to recover.

Joanne lay there with her face pulled long.

"Listen, darling, that Mason Bennett is not the kind of person you want to mess with, you should stay away from him."

Charles Cheyne said patiently from the side.

Joanne suddenly shot him a cold glare, full of anger.

"What do you mean? Do you think Mason Bennett doesn’t fancy me?"

Hearing her words, Charles Cheyne found himself at a loss for words.

He learned a bit about yesterday’s events from others.

If the person in front wasn’t Joanne, he would have loved to say, Mason Bennett doesn’t fancy you at all!

But he was facing Joanne.

"That’s not what I meant, it’s just that Mason Bennett might have bad eyesight, and besides, there are plenty of excellent men in Kyoto, why insist on Mason Bennett, anyway, he’s leaving for Brocade City today."

Upon hearing this, Joanne Jordan suddenly sat up in bed: "You said he’s leaving for Brocade City today?"

Charles Cheyne: "..." That’s not the point.

"He’s not a Kyoto native, so naturally he needs to go back, Joanne, there are actually plenty of excellent men in Kyoto."

"But are they as excellent as Mason Bennett?" Joanne sneered.

"Those self-proclaimed exceptional ones, aren’t they just relying on their family, inheriting the family business and then assuming they’re capable? It’s just about being born well, speaking of ability, who can compare with Mason Bennett?"

This question left Charles Cheyne speechless, indeed, Mason Bennett’s abilities aren’t something ordinary peers can match.

Only Aaron White from the White Family can compare with him.

Unfortunately, Aaron White already has a girlfriend.

"Get the paperwork ready, I want to be discharged." Joanne said.

Charles Cheyne instantly put on a sorrowful face.

"I’m telling you, darling, can’t you stop making trouble? If anything goes wrong with your hand, I can’t afford to take responsibility."

"Stop talking nonsense, I told you to go, so go."

Joanne said displeased.

Charles Cheyne couldn’t help but leave the ward.

Just after stepping out, he made a phone call.

"Auntie Wen, please come and see Joanne, I really can’t persuade her..."

...

On the plane, Bella Green couldn’t help but yawn, her eyes slightly wet from yawning.

She hadn’t slept well last night, and even though she slept for a few hours today, she still felt tired at this moment.

Mason Bennett raised his hand, putting it around her shoulder, allowing her to lean against him.

"Sleep."

Bella Green lifted her head, looking at the man’s stern visage, and couldn’t help but be a bit awestruck.

Her brother Mason is truly handsome, no matter from which angle, he’s strikingly good looking.

Such a brother Mason must have many people thinking about him...