Love Contract

Chapter 57 Who Made The Midnight Food

When Mary left the city, she passed the main gym, where Victor was holding a meet and greet.

There were a ton of people and vehicles parked in front, and the gate was thronged with fans who couldn't get in. He was a star in the spotlight.

From where she sat on the bus, Mary couldn't see Victor. But she could see a poster of him which engulfed the entire wall.

"It's Victor!" The person in the seat behind Mary was loud. "He is so hot! I wish I didn't have class today. Otherwise I'd be there too!"

"I know, right? He's so handsome! It should be illegal to be that gorgeous!"

"Oh, my God! I love him so much! I'll see him next time if I get the chance!"

"Maybe, but I'll be the lucky fan who kisses him!

"Really?" The girl in the back seat suddenly exclaimed, "Oh my God! That would be so messed up. My prince charming! If he kissed me, I'd die happy!" Mary frowned. These girls were obsessed. It was just a kiss. She touched her lips. Mary didn't like the fact that he'd kissed her. But now, she couldn't do anything about it.

In fact, both Victor and William were beyond her reach. Mary had no right to be with either of them because she was just not good enough.

Despite the fact that she'd just been on the bus, Mary felt exhausted. Finally, she saw the light of the Kylin International, and she couldn't hold on any longer.

With a click, Mary opened the door to her home with her suitcase.

The light in the living room was on!

Mary stood at the door and didn't make a sound. Then she saw him. William was sitting on the couch! He got up, turned to her and put his hands in his pockets. He stared at Mary and asked, "Why are you back so late?" Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

He still looked cold, but also worn out and not well at all.

"Why... Why are you here?" Mary had a flash of innocence in her eyes. 'Was he waiting for me? Has he been here the whole time? Why?'

"What time is it now? Where else would I be? It's late. I'm home." Still, there was no expression on William's face.

"Don't you have your own villa?" Mary faltered. "Where I lay my head is home. I can live wherever I want!" William raised his voice.

"Well." The corners of Mary's mouth twitched, and she said unnaturally, "Yeah...okay... I'm going to bed. I'm beat, and I need to be up early."

Without waiting for an answer from William, Mary heard footsteps behind her. Surprised, she raised her head.

The tall figure of William walked towards her step by step. He was standing in her way. His slender fingers took the suitcase from her hand naturally.

She could feel his warm breath in her ear. "Go ahead," he said. "You..." Mary looked up at him in disbelief. How could William calm himself down so quickly and be so gentle?

"Didn't you say that we would live the duration of our contract peacefully?" Glancing at her, William turned and walked forward.

Mary should be happy, but why couldn't she smile? Something was not quite right about this.

Lying on the soft bed, Mary fell asleep soon enough. But after what seemed like an eternity floating in soft clouds, a knock on the door woke her up.

"Who's that? It's so annoying..." Mary murmured and wanted to go back to sleep, but she suddenly heard William's voice. "Mary, get up! You hear me?"

'I'm tired. What the hell does he want?' Mary got up immediately and opened the door with her sleepy eyes half-closed.

She tried to focus on what she was doing, but was so sleepy. Mary walked forward, straight into a man's chest.

When she looked up, she saw William's face. She backed up. This was embarrassing. Mary took another step back in a hurry. After calming down, she asked anxiously, "What's up? You hungry? What do you want to eat? Or do you need your sheets changed?"

It seemed that she could still feel the heat from his chest. Looking at the caring expression on Mary's face, William suddenly felt uncomfortable. Had he been that bad before, that demanding? And for what reason?

"Am I that useless?" said William with a faint smile.

"What?" Mary was a little surprised and waved her hands. "Hey now... I didn't mean it like that.

"Come and eat." Ignoring her, William turned around and went straight to the kitchen.

Before the words 'no, thanks' could be uttered, William had more to say. "Come on. What do you want to do? Starve?" Mary followed him blankly. She touched her belly and thought it was time to eat something.

On the table, the steaming coix seed porridge with red beans and exquisite home cooking made Mary's mouth water.

The two sat face to face, and Mary tried her best to avoid eye contact with the man.

Even though she had said that the two of them could live a good life together, how could she let go of the awkwardness in her heart so easily?

"Well... You've outdone yourself. This is really yummy!" Mary said, trying to break the tension. "Where did you get it? I'll have to get some myself when I go shopping next. Ha ha."

"You can't afford it." William finished the last mouthful of porridge in his bowl.

"Yes... That's right." Mary bit her lips.

Looking at her pitiful look, William frowned and felt sorry for her. When he was about to explain, he remembered something and asked with a cold face, "Seen Victor recently?"

"Yeah." Mary nodded.

"Now that you've agreed to spend the rest of the contract with me, you should behave yourself. I won't make a fuss about this with you, but I don't want you to see him again. Or talk to him, either." Mary just sat there, spoon in hand. Frozen. She said nothing for a long time.

"You're not turning me down, are you?" There was a hint of coldness in William's words.

"I have one condition," Mary said decisively. "Give me the tapes about Victor, all of them."

"Mary!" All of a sudden, William stood up and the chair rubbed against the floor and made a harsh sound. "Don't say that ever again! This is between me and him. You're not involved in this! Are you in love with him or something?"

There was a quavering in his angry voice. Before Mary could speak, he said viciously, "Don't be silly, Mary! You know how fickle he is. Take my advice and ignore him!"

William left the table angrily, leaving Mary alone at the table.

'Do we have to be like this? We always fight every time we talk. Can't we just talk like normal people?'

Mary lost her appetite and started to bring the dirty dishes to the kitchen.

When she walked in, she saw the mess. Vegetables, water stains, eggshells, maybe...

Mary touched the gas stove and found the residual temperature.

'Why didn't you tell me? Ugh! William, is it good or bad that I fell for you like this?

I should resign and leave!' Mary made a decision in her heart that she would leave when the contract was over and she would stay away from William—forever.