Love Contract

Chapter 79 Accident On The Road

Mary bit her lips nervously and asked, "Why aren't you eating? Is there something wrong with the food?"

"I have no appetite," said William. He put down the chopsticks on his plate and then stood up to leave. "Well, I should pack up my things and go to work."

"Okay," said Mary, taking a sip out of her cup. As soon as she raised her head, her eyes caught sight of William's broad gym-honed shoulders from the back and the loose bath towel tapering to his waist.

'Oh no! I shouldn't stare at him like that!' Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Mary immediately lowered her eyes to her plate and finished her meal.

While Mary was clearing up the bowls and chopsticks from the table, William walked out of the bedroom and asked, "Do you want to come along?"

"Sure!" Mary nodded, untying the apron from her waist and leaving it on the sink.

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the car."

William coughed and wheezed all through the drive constantly.

"Please stop over here for a moment!" Mary grabbed his arm and said.

"Here? Why? What are you doing?" Glancing at her with confusion, William pulled over to the side of the road.

"I'm going to get you some medicine for that cold!" Mary put down her bag and pushed the door open. "Just wait here, I'll be right back!"

She sprang out of the car and bolted across the moderately busy road.

Before William could say anything to stop her, he helplessly watched her run into the pharmacy in a hurry. He smiled and shook his head, eyebrows raised in incredulity. Indeed, the pain in his throat was unbearable.

Shortly after, William saw Mary running out of the pharmacy with a large bag in her hand.

'Hold on! Why are there so many medicines? I'll never finish eating these!'

William burst into laughter, deeply amused by the woman's high-spirited behavior. However, just a few seconds later, he heard the sound of tires screeching to a halt and almost out of nowhere, cars appeared in front of his car, blocking his view.

The screeching noise of tires repeated a few more times as speeding cars on the road came to a stop one after another. William couldn't tell what was going on and more importantly, he couldn't see where Mary was.

"Mary!"

William shouted as he rushed out of the car.

It seemed as though the nightmare from six years ago had returned, bringing with it all the painful memories spinning back and forth in his mind.

William strode forward with some apprehension. His heart almost jumped out of his throat as he shuttled through cars.

'If something happens to Mary, I'm not going to forgive myself!'

"What's the matter with you? Are you blind?" The driver of the truck stuck his head out of the window and cursed at Mary.

"I'm so sorry!" Mary, still suffering from shock, stood up from the ground and sincerely apologized in a hurry.

As soon as William ran over and saw this scene, his clenched fists gradually loosened when he stood behind her. However, the anger in his heart suddenly rose.

"Get out of here before I lose my temper!" the truck driver said to Mary.

"I'm truly sorry!" Mary mumbled as she lowered her head and took two steps back, only to bump into someone.

"Sorry... William!" Mary's eyes widened as soon as she turned around and realized that the person behind her was none other than William.

The man frowned and pulled Mary to the side of the road. As they walked to the car, he yanked her hand and yelled at her, "Are you an idiot? Didn't you see that truck? Do you have some kind of death wish or something? "

"I...” Biting her lips, Mary held the medicine bag tightly with her right hand to cover the wound she had incurred just now.

William coughed violently and his face turned red. "Why aren't you saying anything? Didn't you see that truck ?"

"I... I am truly sorry." Mary lowered her head, feeling sad and said nothing more.

The woman almost got hit by a truck right now. Although she shouldn't have been so reckless, it didn't help when the man scolded her instead of comforting her.

"Get in the car!" William shouted at her with a cold expression on his face.

"Okay," Mary replied, sniffling quietly.

After getting in the car, with a pale face, William stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed out of there like an arrow from a bow. As they arrived safely at the gate of the company building, William was about to unfasten his seatbelt.

"Your medicine." Mary sheepishly handed the bag to him.

Suddenly, William snapped, his eyes turning red, as he grabbed the bag from her hand and threw it at the rear windshield.

As soon as the bag made contact with the glass, all the medicine inside got splattered all over the back seat.

The broken bottles of medicine resembled Mary's heart which all of a sudden was shattered into pieces.

Mary struggled to speak because of the lump in her throat and she was afraid that she would choke if she forced herself to speak. Gritting her teeth, Mary opened the door and rushed out.

As she slammed the door shut, William rubbed his temples to relieve his stress, helplessly watching her walk away.

'This woman is nothing but a big headache!'

Mary rushed inside the company building with nothing but a bag in her hand. She wanted to go to the bathroom as quickly as possible to wipe the tears from her face.

"Bang!" Mary accidentally bumped into someone because

she was in a hurry.

"Sorry..." After apologizing, she lowered her head, about to run forward, but someone grabbed her hand from the back and pulled her.

"Mary?" Victor caught her.

"Victor?" Mary couldn't stop the tears from escaping her eyes as she looked at him.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you crying?" asked Victor with concern.

"Nothing, nothing..." Looking away to avert his eyes, Mary said, "I should get going!"

"Did he make you cry again?" Victor frowned, seemingly disappointed.

"No... That's not it!" Mary shook her head repeatedly.

"And your clothes?" asked Victor, glancing at her clothes to find them all messy and dirty. "Come with me," he said.

"What are you doing? Let go of me!" Mary protested in a low voice, "People are watching. Let go of me."

Victor blatantly disregarded her words, feeling too angry and distressed at her state. "Why do you always get so nervous every time I see you?" Mary got 'kidnapped' into the elevator.

"I should really go to work," replied Mary, pouting her lips.

"How can you go to work looking like that?" Victor sighed and continued, "You need to stand up for yourself and be brave."

"I don't..."

"Come with me," said Victor. As the elevator stopped with a "ding" sound, Victor dragged Mary to his lounge when the doors slid open and said, "Go clean yourself up. Why are your clothes so dirty?"

A hint of warmth flashed through Mary's heart and she nodded obediently.

She went to the bathroom to tidy her clothes, freshen up and fix her make up. About ten minutes later, Mary walked out looking quite pleasing to the eye again.

"Thank God," said Victor, handing a cup of hot water to Mary who had just come out of the bathroom. "I was just about to break the door in if you hadn't come out."

"Humph!" Mary rolled her eyes at him and took another sip of water.

"So, are you going to tell me what happened? Why were you crying so early in the morning?"

"It's nothing really." Mary glanced at her right hand without a conscious thought, just as she spoke.

"What happened to your hand?" Having noticed the wound on her hand, Victor quickly pulled her arm over and had a closer look at it. He frowned and said, "Did you fight with someone?"

Mary was shocked speechless. "A fight? How old do you think I am? Why would I be in a fight?"

"Sit down." After sitting her down, Victor turned around to look for the medicine box in the room and said, "I'll find something to apply on the wound."

"No, thanks. The wound will heal on its own soon. I have to go, Victor." Mary looked at her watch and continued, "I'm late."

"Look, you're going to be late for work anyway," said Victor, who came over with a small medicine box and sat next to Mary. "You should take care of this wound first, don't you think so?"

Victor held Mary's hand, but she didn't protest, instead she acquiesced in his decision.

"You didn't tell me how you got hurt." Victor lowered his head and gently wiped her hand with a cotton stick.

"I almost got hit by a truck on my way to work this morning. I must have scratched my arm when I fell to the ground." "What? " Victor couldn't believe what he had just heard and his face softened. "Are you okay? Are you sure you don't have any other injuries? Why don't you get yourself checked up in the hospital?"

"I'm fine." Mary shook her head, "Don't worry."

"How can I not be worried?" Victor sighed, "You should have seen your face when I saw you!"

A sense of coolness came over Mary's palm. Looking at the slightly lowered head of Victor in front of her, she fell silent for some time.

"Weren't you afraid?" Victor asked, suddenly raising his head to look at her face.

"A little," Mary answered honestly.

Victor didn't say anything else. He simply leaned forward a little and suddenly pulled Mary into his arms before he softly said, "Then you must be careful next time. Next time if you feel afraid, just let me know."

There was no angry reprimand or harsh words. Mary couldn't help but give in to his tenderness. Instead of pushing him away, all she wanted was to hide in his arms for a moment.

'Forgive me for being selfish at this moment.'

"Mary..."

When Victor was about to speak again, they heard a twist on the doorknob, accompanied by Jorge's voice.

"Victor, what are you doing here so early?"

After Jorge pushed the door open, he just stood there frozen, gawking with his mouth wide open. He stared blankly at the scene in front of him and forgot how to react.

Mary broke away from Victor's arms at once, stuttering nervously, "Sorry! I, I am leaving now!"

"Okay." On the contrary, Victor stood up unhurriedly.

As soon as Mary ran out of Victor's lounge, she rushed back to the office.

"Victor!"

As soon as the door was closed, Jorge shouted angrily, "What on earth do you think you're doing? Are you out of you mind? "

"Why are you making such a fuss?" Victor sat down slowly again and picked up the medicine box. "Didn't you already know about my feelings for her?"

"Yes, but this is our place of work! If someone else had seen you, do you think you'd stay in this circle safely? Well?" Jorge stood in front of Victor angrily. "Is this really how you want your acting career to end? "

"I don't plan on living like this for a long time." Victor squinted his eyes pensively. "You..." Jorge kept silent and shook his head in disbelief.

When Mary arrived at the office, she was relieved to see that there was only Jane in the hall.

"Mary, do you know what time it is? It's not like you at all to be so late!" Jane looked at Mary with an incredulous expression on her face. After all, the woman was thirty minutes late.

"There was an accident..." Mary waved her hand at Jane's face.

"What accident?"

Suddenly, William's voice grabbed her attention.

Mary's heart skipped a beat as she slowly turned around and said, "Boss, I..."

"Why are you so late? "

"I... I was in the bathroom... I'm sorry it took so long."

"Okay." Without saying anything else, William turned around and walked towards his office. Mary breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, the elevator suddenly stopped on this floor.

"Victor?" said Jane, looking at the person in the elevator in confusion. "Hmm?" At the same time, Mary and William turned around together.

Victor came walking out of the elevator, nonchalantly carrying Mary's bag in his hands. He walked to Mary with a bright smile on his face and said, "You forgot your bag."

"Oh, thank you."

"Well, you go ahead with your work. I should get going," said Victor, titling his head to look in the direction of William.

"Okay, bye."

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