Love Contract novel Chapter 109

"Mary's my real wife now!"

Crack!

Outside the office, Frank, who tiptoed in to surprise William, suddenly stopped when he heard this. The smile on his face disappeared, and his body became stiff, unable to move anymore.

What did he mean? No way!

"What do you mean? Tell me!" In the office, Victor was also stunned and stared at William in disbelief.

"What? I don't believe I stuttered..." Hearing that, William raised his eyebrows. All of a sudden, he felt very happy. "It means I slept with Mary!"

Both of the two men could do little but stand there, mouths open in shock. He slept with Mary!

Frank's eyes suddenly changed. He wanted to laugh, but found his smile was uglier than crying.

The blood in his body seemed to congeal, and get sticky. He felt his body getting colder and colder.

"William!" All of a sudden, Victor rushed up, grabbed William's collar angrily and roared, "You bastard!" "Oh come on!

You think I'd force her if she didn't want to do it ?

"You... You said she didn't refuse?" Victor asked in disbelief. He thought he might be imagining things.

Hearing that, William dislodged Victor's fist violently. He straightened his collar, sneered and said nothing.

Frank clenched his fists. Mary?

Staring at the door in front of him, Frank was angry. He wanted to kick it open and rush into the room to ask William what was going on, but he held his feelings in check.

'Mary, it must be you. If you want to take William away from me, I would never let you succeed! Absolutely not!'

Frank closed his eyes with resentment, turned around and left resolutely.

"I don't believe it!" Victor was pushed two steps back. "You're lying!" he said angrily.

"Lying? Why bother?" William patted his clothes, trying to smooth the wrinkles.

"Mary..." Victor's eyes were full of

disappointment.

"Well, think it over. You can decide whether you should listen to me or not," said William. "Otherwise, you'll get nothing. You and Mary... it's impossible."

The battle seemed to be grinding to a halt.

Mary took the opportunity to go to the hospital and visit her mother.

When she came back, she saw that Victor walked out of the CEO's office with a cold face.

"What's wrong?" Mary ran to Victor and asked worriedly, "Did William force you to do something again? It's okay, Victor. You can tell me. Did he do anything to you?" Her line of questioning did little to make him feel better.

"Mary!" William came out of his office full of anger and glared at her. "Am I a criminal? I'm not the bad guy here! !"

Mary glared at him and ignored him.

Damn it! William stared at her. Did everyone hate him? More importantly, did she? Why did Mary look worried when she saw Victor and look angry when she saw him!

Victor forced a smile. When he was about to say something, he saw the red marks on her neck.

Such marks... He knew what they were.

"Don't I have a name?" She looked at him. He was serious, and he was not happy.

"But you asked me to call you formally before!"

"I don't remember doing that." Closing the file, William raised his head to look at Mary and said, "Or, if you don't want to call me by my name, you can call me something else."

"What?"

"Dear, honey, darling." William raised his eyebrows and teased her, "Choose one."

"You, you, you..." With a twist of her mouth, Mary pointed at William and stammered, "You're a freak! I can't believe you! Are you crazy?" "Calm down," said William expressionlessly. "You have to! Just do as I say."

"What the hell was that?" Looking at him in disgust, Mary thought that he must be crazy. Dear? If he wasn't sick of it, she was!

"Quit using that word!" Hearing that, William suddenly smiled and said, "That was not what you said that night. You said everything in my arms... Don't you remember?"

"William!" Mary said angrily. She slapped her hands on the desk and supported herself with her arms. She looked at William angrily. "If you talk about what happened that night again, I'll kill you! I'll even kill myself, too!"

"Oh? How do you intend to do that?" Instead of being intimidated by her imposing manner, William smiled and said, "Are you going to die in bed with me?"

Mary stared at him as if he were a monster. Was he still the poker faced man he used to be?

"If you want to die on the bed, go ahead!" Mary shouted.

Then she strode away, document in her hand, not looking back.

The corners of William's mouth curved into a smile and he lay back in the chair leisurely.

'I really love making you mad, Mary! Maybe I like it too much!'