Emma Clarke shook her head, "No." It felt amazing to be cared for by the Queen! Her heart was almost jumping out of her chest!

Aurelia Shaw exhaled.

She was genuinely worried.

The last thing she wanted was for others to get hurt because of her, especially those who protected and believed in her. Having been betrayed in her past life, she understood better than anyone how important sincerity was, as others had no obligation to be sincere with you.

"Um... Queen, can I take a picture with you?" Emma Clarke said nervously. She wasn't usually this nervous about asking the Queen for a photo, but the person beside the Queen had such a powerful aura that she felt especially anxious, as if every move was being watched. It felt like doing anything harmful to the Queen would be very dangerous.

Illusion, it must be an illusion. The Queen had already divorced Mason Nightshade, and it was Mason who abandoned the Queen; how could he still care about her?

Emma Clarke had already accepted the online version of the story where Mason Nightshade was the heartless man who abandoned Aurelia Shaw.

Even if Mason was really handsome, she would never forgive him!

Aurelia Shaw was taken aback.

Emma Clarke thought she was unwilling, and nervously said, "It's okay, today the Queen is without makeup, I can come back another day, I visit the set every day."

Aurelia Shaw laughed, involuntarily ruffling her hair, such a cute girl, "Of course you can. But... you have to make me look pretty."

"Definitely!" Emma's eyes sparkled.

Click!

In the photo, Aurelia Shaw's almond eyes shimmered, with no trace of makeup, yet her skin was so flawless that not even a single blemish was visible. Surrounded by a few female students, she appeared less aloof, more approachable with a bright smile.

Mason Nightshade was also captured in the background, showing only his lower chin. The sharp line of the chin suggested that, even without seeing the face, one could imagine how handsome and good-looking it was.

Emma Clarke left satisfied with her phone in hand, glancing at Mason Nightshade as she left, afraid he would do something bad to the Queen.

But after such a long observation, she hadn't seen him do anything to the Queen, so she left reassured.

"Did you change your phone number?" After Emma Clarke left, Mason Nightshade spoke first.

Aurelia Shaw didn't expect him to still talk to her; she thought that after being betrayed by her, even if he wouldn't kill her, he would probably never speak to her again, treating her as a venomous snake.

"Yes."

"The new phone number." Mason handed over the phone.

Aurelia Shaw didn't take it, glanced at the phone held in that broad, slender hand, and looked up at his handsome and cold face, the corners of her eyes slightly raised, "Mason, why do you think I'd give my phone number to my ex-husband?"

The word "ex-husband" made Mason frown, his thin lips moved as if to say something, but Viscount Lee, who had been watching from the car for a long time, got out of the car and interrupted them, "Mason, being here will attract unnecessary rumors and trouble, won't it?"

Mason's brow furrowed heavily.

"Mr. Nightshade, let's try to meet less in the future; I don't want to spend my efforts responding to such things." Aurelia took a step forward, walking past Mason.

Mason didn't stop her.

In the car.

Aurelia received a text message on her phone; she opened it.

The content was just a simple sentence, "We will meet again in the future."

The message wasn't signed, but Aurelia didn't need to guess who sent it. Her temples throbbed as she closed her eyes, holding back her anger.

That wolf in sheep's clothing! Some things never change!