Chapter 3

Sirius turned to see Maisie, who had returned after staying out the whole night. Jason was with her, but Sirius found that he wasn't sad anymore. He said, "I saw a bird fly away. It left." Maisie sighed in relief, but it was almost imperceptible. "That makes sense. Where can you go when your family is here?" Sirius found it ironic. His "family" in this world was indeed with him, but none of them loved him. Fortunately, he would soon be reunited with his actual family. Maisie instructed the maids to pack her things. Something odd surged in her when she noticed how unaffected Sirius looked. "Jace needs to get more exposure since he's just landed a lead role," she explained. "I'm going to take him to a few tourist hot spots so more people can see him." Jason smiled and linked arms with her. "Ms. Seaworth cares about her employees a lot, doesn't she? She's a great boss." Maisie patted his chest tenderly. "Of course I am." He coughed softly. She immediately asked, "Is your throat okay? Are you thirsty?" One of the maids went to get Jason a drink, but Maisie stopped her. "I'll do it. You guys don't know what Jace likes." She'd always been on the receiving end of this treatment, but she didn't hesitate as she headed to the kitchen to get a glass of water. She added some honey to it before handing it to Jason. Her actions were so smooth and familiar that it was clear she'd done it many times before. Sirius had never seen this side of her—she'd never treated him with such care, whether in work or their personal lives. Seaworth Entertainment was only one of the many companies Maisie owned. When Sirius had been the only artist on the label, she had rarely interfered in its operations and left everything to the team. She had claimed this was because she wanted to leave the professional stuff to those who knew what they were doing. But after Jason had joined the agency, she'd attended to everything in person. She was a CEO but was more detailed than a secretary could be. "It's so sweet." Jason smiled and rubbed his belly. Maisie immediately understood what he meant. "You're hungry, right? I'll go make your favorite sunny side up." She left, and Sirius watched her dazedly. One day after they'd gotten married, he'd suggested that they cook together. He thought it was a nice activity that could bring them closer. However, Maisie had rejected him without hesitation, saying that she hated the smell of the oil in the kitchen. She also said it was inappropriate for her to cook since she was the CEO of a company. Yet there she was, running off to cook for Jason without the slightest bit of reluctance. It turned out that she wasn't unwilling to cook—she just hadn't wanted to do it with or for Sirius. That was probably the difference between being loved and not. "Are you jealous of me, Sirius?" Now that Maisie wasn't around, Jason dropped his act. The hostility and cruelty in his eyes were evident. "It's too bad it doesn't mean anything. You're nothing but a substitute, so you'll never win Maisie's heart. "That's why I can't understand why you're still sticking around. How much longer do you want to hold on to something that isn't yours? Maisie said you can't compare to me, even in bed. She said you're boring and that she only feels complete when I'm in her. It makes her feel free." Jason's words were full of provocation, but Sirius no longer felt jealous. He even smiled mockingly before saying, "Tell her to divorce me if you're in such a rush to take my place." He already had a divorce agreement ready. He would go along with her if a divorce was what she wanted. Jason's eyes flashed with diffidence and anger. Then, he sneered and said, "She will! But before that, I have to make you pay for hoarding my spot for so long!"