Love Contract
Chapter 66 She Is My Wife

One day ago, In the CEO's office of AJ Group.

"Hello? Mr. Chen." William stood in front of the French window, talking over the phone. "I've received the invitation that you've sent. Thank you for inviting me."

"Ha ha, William, do you have the time to attend?"

"It is an honor to attend the 100-day-old party of your son."

"Okay, that's great. I'll be waiting for you then."

"Thanks again," William said politely. "Can I bring my wife with me?"

"Your wife? William, when did you get married?"

"It's been half a year. You just came back from abroad, so it makes sense that you didn't know.

"Well, of course she's welcome!"

"Thank you, Mr. Chen. I'll see you then."

"Okay, okay. See you another day, William."

After dinner, William went back to his bedroom, while Mary washed the dishes. It was such a "harmonious and beautiful" scene!

Mary put everything in order, then decided to watch TV to kill time. Working on the computer everyday was taxing for her, and the best way to relax was to watch TV.

As soon as she sat on the couch, William walked out of the bedroom. His timing was perfect.

Then he seated himself next to Mary.

The sofa was two meters long, and there was a respectable distance between them. However, Mary still felt uncomfortable.

"Well, do you want to watch the news?" Mary asked blandly.

"No, it's up to you." It was rare for William to laze around the sofa.

"What?" Mary was puzzled, but she decided to continue watching the TV anyway.

The variety show on TV was playing lively, and the audience was bursting into fleets of laughter

But the situation in front of the TV was the complete opposite.

Because of the great psychological pressure that she felt, Mary had been sitting upright the entire time. It seemed as though she was watching an international news instead of a variety show. William also remained silent. When the host was playing games with the guests, the host suddenly fell to the ground by accident.

"Ha ha..." Mary burst into laughter.

"What's so funny?" William frowned at her.

Mary was so frightened that she suppressed her voice. 'Is he mad at me for laughing? He looks like I owe him a lot of money...'

"Why is it so funny? Why aren't you saying anything?" he asked once more.

"What?" Mary was confused again, and glanced at William. Instead of the angry face she expected, she saw an earnest look on William's face. She was dumbfounded. "Did you not replace it funny?" "Not at all." William pursed his lips tightly.

"When the host fell on the ground, it was funny! Wasn't it?" Mary looked at him as if he was an alien.

"Childish." "As a host, she's only interested in making fun of the contestants, regardless of the whole dynamic of the show. It's meaningless and a waste of time," William criticized.

Mary was so shocked that her chin almost fell to the ground. "Is this how you usually see TV shows?"

"I have never seen any shows before. This is the first."

"That explains it." Mary mumbled, "That's right. How could the boss of a big film have the time to watch such a program?"

"What are you mumbling about?"

"Nothing, nothing," Mary said with a sardonic smile. "If you don't like it, then don't watch it, okay? It's such a waste of your precious time anyway. Besides you're ruining my mood."

"I see. Okay," replied William, but his eyes were still locked on the TV, as if he was going to stare a hole at it.

'It looks like there's no chance to get rid of him!' Mary snickered and thought, 'At least William looks like he's worth teaching. Is he fascinated by the show now? Does he think it's funny now?' "The stage design of this program is terrible." William spoke after a moment of not talking.

'Damn!' Mary was so shocked by what he said that she almost fell off the sofa. "You've been staring at it the whole time, and that's the conclusion you got?"

"The performances of the guests are also atrocious, and their movements are so unnatural..."

"Alright, alright, boss," Mary interrupted. "Everyone is here to watch it for fun. Don't ruin it by saying something so hurtful." "If you continue watching this, your IQ is going to go down." William retorted as he stared at Mary.

Mary looked at him with suspicion. "What are you implying by looking at me? Why do you stare at me like that?" Mary tilted her head and looked at William. "What are you talking about? It's just a show. Besides, if it's so boring, why do you keep watching it? You're not making any sense!"

"..."

A trace of panic flashed across William's face, and his face turned to an unnatural red. This was rare!

Mary seized the opportunity and leaned closer to him. "Tell me, are you up to something?"

"Well," said William, who quickly regained his composure. He turned his head away from her. "Is there anything I have to ask for?"

"Your words... Make sense." Mary nodded in defeat.

Ring, Ring, Ring

Mary's phone started ringing. The name displayed in the middle of the screen was obvious.

It was Victor.

Mary glanced at William, and picked up her phone. She was about to go to the bedroom.

"Don't go." William held onto her arm at once.

"Boss," she stammered. When she turned around, she saw how serious William looked. There was even a hint of pleading in his eyes. The ringing finally stopped. Both of them seemed to be relieved, but before the tension went away, the phone started ringing again.

"Victor is really persistent, isn't he?" William sneered and sat back on the sofa. He did not even look at Mary anymore. "Yes, he is."

"You..." William narrowed his eyes and gave her a vicious look.

"I have to answer the phone. Boss, you continue watching the TV!" Mary spoke with a smile on her face.

"Humph!" William turned his head away.

"Hello?" Mary stood by the window and picked up the phone. "What's wrong, Victor?"

With her back to William, Mary seemed to be immersed in her conversation with Victor. She did not notice that William had been staring daggers at her.

William watched her in silence. What was happening to William recently? It seemed as though he always wanted to be by Mary's side. They had dinner together, worked together, and even the time he should be spending on his documents, he wanted to waste with her on such a boring activity as watching TV.

"I didn't hear the ringtone a few seconds ago." Mary was talking through phone with a smile on her face.

"Have you watched the TV series tonight?"

"Yes, I did," said Mary. "I'm so moved, Victor. You did a great job! The scenes drove me to tears. You might even be awarded as the best actor for this year's TV Ceremony!"

"Thank you for such kind words, ha ha." Victor chuckled.

"By the way, you..."

The two of them happily talked to each other for a while.

As the clock ticked away, William shouted from the living room with a commanding voice, "Why haven't you finished yet? You don't want to watch TV anymore? Mary!" "I'm almost done." Mary responded blandly.

'How dare she ignore me? Such insolence!' William became even more furious when he heard her reply. He got up and went to the window in a hurry.

Mary froze in fear when she felt a malevolent aura behind her. William snatched the phone away from her hand and held it to his ear.

"Hello, Victor."

"William?" Victor was taken aback when he heard William's voice on the other end of the line.

"It's quite late in the evening already. Isn't it inappropriate to call my wife for such a long time?" William raised an eyebrow and looked at Mary, his eyes filled with provocation. 'Wife?' Mary was left speechless. 'The word 'wife ' coming from his mouth sounded really strange, and... Damn it! The cellphone.'

"Give me back my phone!" Mary reacted at once, and stretched out her arm to grab her phone.

"Stop it!"

"Then give me back my phone! Give it to me! What is the matter with you?" Mary kept struggling to pry the cellphone from his hand.

"I said stop it!" All of a sudden, William stretched out his right arm and trapped Mary in front of him. He made sure to hold her with enough force so she wouldn't be able to move.

'Mary, you are such a loser!' she thought in her heart. "Where's Mary?" Victor sounded nervous.

"She's right by my side." After he spoke, William's face softened, but his grip on Mary suddenly tightened.

"William, she's not your wife."

"What do you mean? Of course, she is. She's my legal wife, and we have a legally recognized marriage certificate to prove it."

"Mary! Mary! Can you hear me?" Victor decided not to talk to William anymore, and desperately called out Mary's name.

Mary was startled. She struggled to escape William's grasp. As soon as she raised her head, she saw that William's face was already inches in front of her. "I... I can hear you," she whispered. William bent over and placed the phone next to her ear.

"Mary, is that you? Can you hear me?"

"Yes, I can." Mary answered the phone firmly, but her eyes were locked on William.

"What happened? Did he do something to you? William, what the hell did you do?"

When he heard Victor shouting from the phone, William furrowed his brows and leaned closer to the phone. "Honey, hurry up and finish that call. It's time for us to go to bed." There was no answer from the other end for a brief moment.

"Mary, are you available tomorrow?" Victor clenched his fits and completely ignored William.

"Tomorrow?" Mary frowned and thought for a while, "I don't think I can..."

"She's going on a business trip." William interrupted Mary.

"Ah, that's right." Mary nodded. "No, I'm not available, Victor. I'm going on a business trip tomorrow. How about another day? I'll see if I can schedule a date to meet you, okay?"

"I see, I understand. Don't stay up too late."

"I won't, so please go to bed early too."

After hanging up the phone, Victor glared at his phone and slammed it on the ground. "Bastard!"

'William, you despicable bastard. You have no love for her at all, and yet you insist on keeping Mary around!'

"Good girl." The corners of his mouth curled into a smile. William touched Mary's face and put the phone in her hand. Then he walked into the bedroom with his head held high. He felt like a winner.

Mary touched her blushing face as she suddenly thought of something. "Wait, wasn't the business trip scheduled next week?" she asked. William's hand was already on the doorknob of the bedroom when he stopped to answer Mary. "You've heard it wrong."