Love Contract
Chapter 200 Trapped In The Storage Room (Part Two)

At the mention of Victor, Ena blushed and averted her gaze. "Yes, it is proving to be really hard. But I am willing to try my best. Also, I am not stupid. I know you already have Mr. Lan in your heart, right?" "Well..."

Now it was Mary's time to blush.

A glint of triumph lit up Ena's face and she said, "I knew it! Mary, you are the strongest woman I know.

On the filming set, even Director Jamie listens to you, following all your orders." Mary looked up, wondering where this conversation was going.

"But every time you are with Mr. Lan, you lose that touch of authority. Even though you pretend like you don't like him, you raise the corners of your mouth and look at him with adoration." Mary gaped at Ena, her face a mask of shock.

"Really? Is that so?" Mary couldn't believe it. She had thought she hated William with all her heart. 'Does that mean I....' she thought, startled at the realization.

"Yes!" Ena nodded and said, "Yes, now that I feel that way about Victor, I can sense that emotion in other people."

"Then... How about Barry Gu? I guess you have met him before."

"Yes, I have," Ena said, "and he seems like a good man."

"So when you saw me talking to him, how did I look like?" Mary was like a student, eagerly waiting for an answer.

Ena mulled over her question and said, "Now that I think of it, your manner indicated he was a good friend. Or perhaps a little more than that. I am not sure. I remember Mr. Gu had brought you lunch last time. You were happy to see him, but it didn't look like you were close to each other."

"Really?"

"Yep!" Ena nodded. "But with Mr. Lan, you look completely different."

They stood together for a few more minutes, chit-chatting about relationships.

Standing not far away, William leaned back against the wall and gazed at Mary. With her glowing skin and lovely smile, she was the epitome of beauty. Ena was several years younger than her. In spite of that, it was Mary who had a child-like youth and innocence to her.

While admiring her, he felt a sudden chill in the air. Drip! Drip! Drip!

He felt the rain coming slowly in large drops, but its violence soon increased.

"It's raining. Be quick!" A staff member shouted and everybody else started to pack up.

When William was about to take a step forward, Director Jamie appeared in front of him and said, "Mr. Lan, I didn't expect you would be so patient."

"Director Jamie, have you finished your work?" William raised an eyebrow.

"To be honest," Director Jamie said, "I have been working with Vivian for a long time. I can understand why you are so taken by her, Mr. Lan. With her, everybody feels at ease. Her irresistible beauty pulls people towards her. "

When Director Jamie first started speaking, William had nodded his head in agreement. However, as he listened, he felt a growing suspicion. His eyes flashed angrily and he demanded, "What the hell are you implying? Stop it!

Don't you dare try to get close to her. You filthy man! Just wait and watch."

"Mr. Lan! Mr. Lan!" Director Jamie called out anxiously, trying to calm him down. Patiently, he explained, "I'm just showing you my support. You have misunderstood me. I'm already married." "I'll wait for her here every day!" William roared.

"Okay," Director Jamie said. "What about I arrange a scene for you and our scriptwriter, Mr. Lan?"

"Don't put wrong ideas into my head," said William. He gave a sigh of disgust and retreated. He noticed Mary was done talking with Ena, so he rushed over.

"Mary, I think I should give you guys some privacy," Ena said and gave them a knowing smile. William watched her with a confused expression.

"Just when I thought you had stopped following me!" Mary said with a sigh and shook her head.

"Why is she looking at us like that?" William enquired.

Mary didn't want him to know anything about the conversation they just had. Instead of replying, she changed the subject and said, "Why haven't you left yet?"

"Well..." He scratched the back of his head nervously. "Didn't I tell you I was taking you for dinner? I was waiting for you to be done with your work. If you want to bring kids, that's fine by me," he said playfully. "Sorry, but I am not coming either way." Her voice sounded calm but firm, a hint of coldness oozing through it. "I have to go back to our company's..." she said, getting ready to leave. "I won't allow you to meet Barry!" His brows and lips quivered angrily.

"Have you gone nuts?" Mary demanded, realizing lots of people were now staring at them. "Barry is my boss! Besides, I am going to our company's storage room. Where will he suddenly pop up from? Keep your voice down."

"Aren't you going to see him?" William appeared relieved. "That's good, that's good," he mumbled.

"I should be leaving." Mary waved at Director Jamie and said, "Director Jamie, let's go to the storage room."

"Okay!" Director Jamie nodded his head in approval.

"I'll go with you," William said, determined to follow her wherever she went.

"It's quite close, Mr. Lan. It won't take more than three minutes," said Mary helplessly. After a short pause, she added, "You are a busy man. I wouldn't dare to waste your time."

"I think Mr. Lan is doing this for the sake of his movie. After all, he has invested a huge sum," Director Jamie said, backing him up.

"Yes! Exactly!" William exclaimed happily. Turning to Mary, he said, "I will be there to supervise your work. Can't afford to take a risk."

"Fine!" Mary said and went back to her work, realizing it was no use arguing with them. However, Ena's words reverberated in her mind. She wondered if it was true.

"Okay, here are two sets," said Mary, taking notes of the props in the storage room. She went on, "The clothes are here, and there are three telephones."

Standing aside, William watched her. A strand of hair fell on her face and he had an urge to move it aside.

"There are chairs as well. Director Jamie, is that all?" Mary raised her head and asked.

"Yes, everything is here."

"Okay," Mary said, "you can leave now, Director Jamie. I'll close the door."

"Okay." Director Jamie glanced up at William with a mischievous smile.

The staff members continued to leave the storage room on Director Jamie's request. William couldn't understand what was going on in his mind.

"It's so cold inside. We have to get out as soon as possible," Mary said, busy with the final recording. Thunder was rumbling outside and she said, "Oh God! The weather is getting worse. It is pouring outside, isn't it?"

"Yes, it is." William nodded. Mary had taken the initiative to talk to him. He took it as a good sign.

With a bang, the storage room was locked. Mary was startled.

She anxiously looked at William.

"What's that sound?" she demanded. Putting down her pen, she ran to the door. She pulled the iron door, only to realize it was locked from the outside, bolted shut.

"Mr. Lan!" Director Jamie called out his name from outside. "That's all I could do for you. The rest is up to you."

As soon as William arrived near the door, he heard Director Jamie's voice. He growled with barely controlled fury. "Hey! Come back! Who needs your help? Open the door! Hurry up!" he shouted, but his words fell on deaf ears

Director Jamie chuckled in response. "Mr. Lan, I am giving you one hour. I hope that will be enough." They heard the sound of his footsteps receding.

"Come back!" Patting the iron door angrily, William shouted.

Mary lifted her chin and glared at him. "What the hell do you want? I can't believe you did this!"

"Mary, I had no hand in this," he said sincerely, pleading for her trust. "Director Jamie is a crazy man. He came up with this stupid plan. You have to trust me, Mary!" "You! Achoo!"

Before she could finish her sentence, she let out a loud sneeze.

"Did you catch a cold?" William took off his coat quickly and wrapped it around her. "Put it on. It's too cold in here," he begged.

"But you will be co-"

"I will be fine!" He cut her off and forced her to wear it. She had no choice but to oblige. William reached into his pocket and took out his phone. "I'll call someone for help," he said.

"It's useless. There's no signal here." Mary flashed him a helpless smile.

"There is actually no signal here!" he repeated, realizing they were stuck in this place.

Mary looked at his phone and the wallpaper on the lock screen caught her attention. It was a photo of a woman sleeping. Although she had only gotten a glimpse of it, she knew it was her photo!

She had no idea when it was taken.

"The wallpaper on your phone..." Mary stammered.

"Hmm?" Hearing that, William raised his eyebrows. When the realization hit, he said, "Oh, are you talking about this photo? It's you, of course."

"But.... But when was this taken?"

"Let me show you." Blushing a little, William handed her the phone. "This one was taken when we were in Hainan. You were drunk. And when I saw you sleeping soundly, I couldn't resist." Mary stared at herself in the photo, a hot flush warmed her cheeks.

When she raised her head again, William smiled affectionately. She felt a surge of emotion. Putting on an indifferent face, she said, "It is unethical to take someone's photo without their permission. Also, I look quite ugly here. Let me delete it for you!"

"I sleep with this photo. If you delete it, I am pretty sure I couldn't fall asleep. I will delete it only on one condition. I want you to sleep with me in person if you wish to destroy this photo."

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