"What do you mean, of course we should call her back." Mason Nightshade said impatiently.

Adrian Cooper, however, held his hand down.

Mason Nightshade’s face darkened slightly, "What do you mean? Are you going to stop me like the others? You know better than anyone else."

"I don’t intend to stop you." Adrian Cooper said, knowing he couldn’t stop him, "But before you go to her, make sure you recover from these injuries first."

"I’m not that fragile, these injuries won’t kill me." Mason Nightshade frowned and said.

"Ha!" Adrian Cooper laughed coldly, "Won’t kill you? Who fainted at the airport, and who was rushed to the emergency ward at the Capital City Military Hospital overnight?"

Adrian Cooper’s expression grew serious as he said, "Mason Nightshade, I’m not stopping you, but you’re being irrational about this. Hurting yourself, what good does it do?

Will it bring her back, or just because you risk your life, she’ll forget everything that happened?"

"What would you do if you were me?" Mason Nightshade asked Adrian Cooper.

Without a second thought, Adrian Cooper replied, "I wouldn’t throw my life away!"

"Even if Ava Thompson left you, you could still rest and recover?" Mason Nightshade smiled slightly.

Adrian Cooper, trying to convince him, blurted, "Yes!"

After speaking, he realized something was wrong.

Mason Nightshade looked past him.

Adrian Cooper followed his gaze and saw Ava Thompson standing at the door with a thermal box, eyes red, cheeks puffed in grievance, eyes misty, looking quite pathetic.

"Ava... Ava..."

Damn it!

Adrian Cooper glared at Mason Nightshade, the latter smirking with schadenfreude.

Adrian Cooper gritted his teeth, that cunning, vengeful man! Once provoked, he always retaliated, it was infuriating!

Ava Thompson cursed "Rotten Adrian Cooper" and ran out crying.

Adrian Cooper immediately chased after her.

At the door, he didn’t forget to turn back and glare at Mason Nightshade, "You’re not leaving the military hospital for the whole week!"

After speaking, he left without delay and quickly chased after her.

Mason Nightshade, filled with irritation, stared at his phone, lost in thought.

Why did she call to ask about his situation? She must be worried about him, right? She still cared about him.

But why didn’t she answer his call?

Embarrassed?

Surely, this girl definitely felt guilty about stabbing him once.

A week, seven days... Mason Nightshade was already calculating how many days before he could fly to M Nation to win his woman back.

...

M Nation.

Aurelia Shaw finished filming a scene and encouraged the new actor she was working with before walking over to Amanda Fuller, "Amanda, my phone."

Amanda Fuller handed her the phone.

Aurelia Shaw opened the phone, apart from the earlier call from Mason Nightshade, there were no other missed calls.

Aurelia Shaw felt a slight disappointment, as if expecting something.

...

Upstairs.

The door to the president’s office opened.

A tall man with a cold aura walked out, nodding indifferently to the Western man beside him, "I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation in the future."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Ferryman, it’s a pleasure to have this opportunity to cooperate with you this time, we will not disappoint you." Stephen bent down, feeling the immense pressure from this man’s presence, his heart racing throughout the conversation.

The man put on his sunglasses and left.

His assistant walked over, whispering in his ear, "Sir, someone seemed to have come to see you just now."