Ursa, who was suddenly called, was momentarily taken aback, "Young Master Johnson."

The Viscount Johnson tossed a set of keys to her: "These are the keys to my place. Starting today, you all will be staying at my house. Prepare a room for me."

"But...but..." Ursa hesitated.

The Johnsons’ place was much larger than here, with a far better environment, giving her a sense of encroaching upon someone else’s home.

"Young Master Johnson..."

Ursa wanted to say something but was impatiently interrupted by the Viscount Johnson, "That’s a decision made. My place offers far better conditions than this. Are you afraid I might mistreat you and your family? Hurry and get a room ready for me. I’m sleeping here tonight."

Ursa had no choice but to glance at Aurelia, seeing her press her forehead in pain but saying nothing. So she went inside to pack their things.

Ursa, with her mother and brother, moved away from there.

The Viscount Johnson sat on the sofa, arms spread out, as comfortable and natural as if he were at home.

Aurelia looked at him, about to speak, when the Viscount Johnson lazily glanced at her and spoke sluggishly, "Either you tell me the result from my past life, or I won’t go anywhere."

"Suit yourself!" Aurelia spat back, turning to retreat into her room.

Having grown up with the Viscount Johnson, she understood his temperament better than anyone. When he got willful, no one could persuade him.

Since they couldn’t push him away, saying more hurtful words would only wound both of them.

"Hey." The Viscount Johnson called out to her, "Go back to M Nation for me tomorrow."

"I can’t agree to that."

"Aurelia, are you out of your mind? Why do you insist on staying here? I and Caspian, can’t we protect you? Do you have to stay in this wretched place, to be hurt and harmed by him?" The Viscount Johnson stood up angrily, his chest heaving, glaring at Aurelia in fury.

He rarely lost his temper with her.

One could say he spoiled her.

The Viscount Johnson had lost his temper with everyone, but with her, he never had the heart to, which only made him angrier.

Aurelia was taken aback, her eyes unconsciously reddening. After a moment, she said, "I understand."

The Viscount Johnson was suddenly stunned, dumbfounded for a while before reacting, "You agreed?"

"Yeah." Aurelia nodded, smiling, "You’re right. There’s no need for me to bear everything alone. Even if Mason is reborn, he’s still alone."

She almost forgot, she wasn’t alone anymore, no one around her had been lost, they were all still there.

Maybe she was just used to not relying on anyone.

"But I can’t go tomorrow." Aurelia added, "Give me a few days, just a few. I need to sort things out here in Q City."

Work and life both needed arranging. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

The Viscount Johnson understood, "Alright, I’ll arrange your trip abroad. You just focus on resting and sorting out your affairs in the next few days. Leave everything else to me." Including things with Mason.

Aurelia suddenly realized that she didn’t know when the Viscount Johnson had matured so much, able to handle things on his own.

No longer just a young master trailing behind her, frequenting bars and indulging in pleasures.

Nor was he the man who became increasingly steady and fierce while struggling alone in M Nation after the Johnson Family had been struck by Mason.

He had grown up in his way.

"Yeah." That’s great.

...

Aurelia returned to the bedroom, taking off the bloodstained clothes and tossing them aside.

In the bathroom.

Aurelia watched as her blood-stained hands were rinsed clean, instinctively curling her fingers into a fist.

Seemingly wanting to grasp something, yet nothing was there to hold onto.