Love Contract

Chapter 65 The Ending Of The TV Series

The next few days, Mary lived a life of pressure, feeling both enjoyment and entanglement.

Frank didn't want to go back. Every morning, Mary would secretly watch him and William go out together. When nightfall came, she would then wait for them to come back home.

To avoid embarrassment, Mary went to the hospital more frequently. It made her mother curious, for whenever she woke up, she would always see her daughter sitting right next to her.

"The doctor told me to come," Mary answered.

This was the so-called entanglement, and the enjoyment from this was also connected to Frank.

Frank's cooking was so delicious that people would swallow their own tongues. So Mary made it a habit to eat his dishes every day.

He could even make the ordinary fried eggs with tomatoes taste like heaven.

'William is so lucky, '

Mary thought to herself. She imagined William's stoic face and serious demeanor with Frank's gleeful nature and optimistic attitude. She came to a major conclusion that, 'Yep, William is definitely the top.' She nodded, 'Yeah, he is a top.'

The weekend was the best time for major satellite TV stations to compete for their audience ratings. Because at that time, a variety of shows and TV series started coming together.

The most popular TV series by far should be the 'Past of Republic of China'. It told a story of the overbearing general falling in love with a girl. The beautiful clothes in the Past of Republic of China also became a hot topic. Tonight's final episode even caused a stir online that led to heated discussions.

After knowing this, Mary decided to binge-watch in front of the TV early, waiting to contribute to the audience rating of the TV series of their company.

The final episode started on time and Mary's eyes were glued to the screen as soon as it began.

In the scene, Jimmy sat quietly on the armchair with his eyes closed. It was as if he was a lifeless body.

Scenes from the past flashed through his mind.

She had always been yearning to see a peaceful world with her own eyes. Now the war had finally subsided.

"Jimmy, when do you think this war will end? The fact that you'll be leading the soldiers into war scares me." At that time, she was still in his arms with infinite longing.

"Soon. Don't worry." He kissed her on the forehead and rubbed her head dotingly.

Bella! Bella!

Jimmy suddenly clenched his fists, but he couldn't catch anything.

Seven years ago, the war had reached the last stage. In the city fifty miles away, the deputy commander was leading his soldiers to fight the enemy.

Because of his injury, he temporarily lived in the annexe of the concession with Bella, and dozens of guards guarded it in turns.

He recalled that period in time. It was perhaps the most unforgettable event in his life.

Every morning when he woke up, he could see her innocent sleeping face; every time he had breakfast, he could taste her rare cooking skills; sometimes, he could even tease her and watch her

lovely expression whenever she got angry. She also learned to act like a spoiled child. She always pestered him and said that she would stay at home every day just to be with him when the war was over.

He also thought that they could live like this for the rest of their lives. But maybe it was because God had decided to punish him for killing too many people during the war. He wanted him to suffer in agony and be unable to live with himself.

In the evening, there was a call to the annexe. It was a call from Sherry, the woman who had lived abroad with him for three years and whom he had loved before.

"What's wrong?" Bella asked as she came over with the medicine.

"I want to go out of the city tonight."

"Why?" Bella cleared her throat.

"Sherry's trapped outside the city. I... I have to save her." He always tried his best to make it up to Sherry because he felt guilty when he had fallen in love with another woman.

"Then you have to hurry up," said Bella anxiously. "It's not safe for her to be alone."

"Okay!" He nodded heavily. A smile appeared on his face. He was glad that Bella was so understanding. "Wait for me at home. I'll be back soon."

"Be careful, too." Bella smiled. After giving it a quick thought, she said, "When you come back, I'll tell you some good news."

"Okay." He stood up and gently kissed Bella's face. He put on his thick windbreaker and strode off with half of the guards in the annex. The one time that he was negligent cost him to lose the only person he cherished more than life itself.

Curling up in her apartment, Sherry finally saw Jimmy. The light from outside illuminated him like a God. She ran up to him as she cried, but he coldly pushed her away.

He suddenly felt a wave of uneasiness hit him as he began to palpitate. Was there too few guards left in the annex.

On the way back, he ran as fast as he could, wishing that he could just fly back directly, but it was still too late.

He watched the building and heard a loud sound coming from within the annex. Dark smoke and fire soared upwards in the sky.

Running like a mad man, he saw the annex was in total ruin.

There lying on the grass, his most loyal adjutant was holding Bella in his arms.

"Bella!" He picked her up, his lips trembling.

"My child..." With blood all over her body, Bella was at her last gasp. She tried to hold on long enough to see him again. But unfortunately, it was too late to save her and her three-month-old unborn child.

His mouth fell open but there were no words that came out. The child, their child! Bella tried her best to raise her hand. As long as she touched his face for a moment, she could be at peace. She could feel his face, but her consciousness slowly withered.

"Bella! Bella!" He knelt down and shouted to the sky, tears flowing down from his eyes. He looked down into his arms as he held Bella's cold lifeless body.

"Waah...Waah..."

Sitting in front of the TV, Mary was crying. After receiving Victor's call, she decided to watch the final episode. But she didn't expect it would end like this.

At the end of the episode, Jimmy, now with grey hair, squatted in front of Bella's tombstone. He stroked the letters of her name with his wrinkled hands, as if he was comforting his lover.

"Waah..." Mary bawled out as she wept.

With a "click", William opened the door and came in. He jumped back when he heard the sound of Mary's crying.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying so loud?" William hurried towards her.

"What? Waah! Waah! You... You're back?" Mary turned around and sobbed.

Placing his palm on his forehead, William saw the sofa full of tissues. How long had she been crying? "Why are you crying?"

"I... I was watching this TV series and..." Mary sniffled as she stared at William with her red and swollen eyes.

"You cry like this just because of a TV series?" William sighed...Women...

"Why did you come back alone?" Mary stood up and peeked behind him. "Where is Frank?"

"He went home," William said flatly.

"Hmm." Mary nodded. "So..." She wanted to ask if the matter between him and Nancy had been resolved, but felt that she was in no position to ask. So she gave up.

"Clean up this mess you made," ordered William as he walked to the bedroom. "You should change the sofa cover too."

"Ok." After answering, Mary furled her lips and rolled his eyes while he had his back turned. 'What a germaphobe!'

After cleaning up the garbage and changing the sofa cover, Mary walked to knock on William's door

"Knock, knock, knock..."

Click! Click!

When the door opened. William stood inside wearing his casual clothes. "What's wrong? Did you need anything?"

"Well, do you want to have dinner?" Mary asked in a hurry, "What do you want to eat? Do you have anything in mind?"

"It depends on what you make." Leaning against the door frame, William looked at Mary with a relaxed face.

The corners of Mary's mouth twitched while she cursed him under her breath, 'My evil boss! Such an evil man!'

"Call me when you're done."

"Okay." Mary had no choice but to nod obediently. When she turned her head, she caught a glimpse of the documents scattered William's bed inside his bedroom. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

'When did he start to bring the documents to his bedroom?'

A large plate of shredded potatoes and a plate of pickles were on the dinner table.

'This isn't enough for the two of us! Oh, how I miss Frank's cooking!'

Noticing that there was no dissatisfaction on William's face, Mary felt relieved and sat down embarrassingly.

"It's not as delicious as before," said William abruptly. "Well..." Mary took a bite from the chopsticks. "I can't compete with Frank's cooking. Just make do with it."

"It's worse than what you cooked before."

"..." 'Can you be more frank?' she thought.

"How do you live in the future?" said William with a sigh.

"What future?" Mary furrowed her brows and looked at him with a confused stare. "What do you mean? What will happen in the future?"

"No man will marry you if you don't know how to cook."

"Boss, you seem to be a bit chatty today, don't you?" Mary snorted.

"Oh?" William smirked. "Are you angry because I judged your cooking skills?"

"Well, am I such a narrow-minded person to be so easily offended?" Mary raised her head proudly. "As for your question, I want to say that I can just find a man who can cook."

William paused with the chopsticks in his hand. "Why would a man who knows how to cook marry you?"

"What?"

"You don't sleep well. You don't look good while you sleep," William continued, taking the dinner as a "criticism of Mary's bad habits."

"I am just being myself."

"The way you talk isn't so good from time to time. You even refuse to respect your boss often. You call all of these 'being yourself?"

"Wi... Boss, what's wrong with you today?" Mary begged, "Did I do anything wrong?"

"No, you didn't." Taking a sip of porridge, William said, "Oh it's nothing... It's just that it's been a bit boring lately."

"And then?"

"Nothing."

"Ha ha..." Mary gave a wry smile.

"Well, by the way. I'll be going on a business trip next week," William said seriously.

"Um..." Mary let out a sigh of relief.

"Mary, your happiness over me leaving is too obvious."

'Damn it! Will it kill you if you just pretend that you didn't see it?' Mary grumbled in her heart. Then...

"Oh, you shouldn't be so excited," William snorted. "I'll be bringing you with me."

"What? Why?" Mary hung her head low. 'Was is it because of my sigh of relief just now?'

"Because you are my wife. This is a private meeting. You must go with me."

"Okay, my boss! I'll go with you." Mary nodded reluctantly.