Hearing Mason's name, his eyes suddenly cooled down and his eyes were full of sarcasm: 'Grace, this child is not really Mason's, is it?'

'It's not what you think.' She bit her lower lip, but did not know how to explain it. If he knew that she was going to accompany Mason in such a play, he would certainly be more angry.

After hesitating for a long time, Grace looked up at him and lowered his voice. 'Carl, I don't know how to explain it to you either. You should give us some time for each other, which is good for each other.'

'Good.' He smiled bitterly and nodded gently....