Love Contract

Chapter 51 The Exposed Secret

When the sunlight hit Nancy's shiny earrings, the reflected light caught the attention of two people inside the room.

They turned their heads and caught the sight of Mary and Nancy standing under a tree. A jarring silence settled between them.

The moment they looked at one another, Mary noticed William's eyes dilate as his mouth fell open at her unexpected presence. He unconsciously took a few steps back.

"You see?" Nancy sneered, "Our husbands... are together."

"Mary..."

Through the glass window, Mary saw William's lips move. Was he calling her name?

Her mouth ran dry and she stumbled, rushing out without sparing a glance.

She wanted to escape from this damned place. She needed someone to tell her it was not true! That her eyes had deceived her!

Even though her vision had turned blurry, she fastened her pace. Her mind could not forget the scene she had just witnessed, making her ears ring as all the sounds around her drowned out. ''Mary!'1

William had come out of the villa and was sprinting after Mary.

"Mary, stop!"

William suddenly caught up to her and yanked her arm. Mary felt her body spin as she landed into his firm chest.

She was quick to push him away as she stepped back. "Let go of me..."

"Where are you going, Mary?" William still hadn't let go of her wrist.

"I'm going home." Mary's lower lip trembled as she tried to pull her hand back. "Let me go..."

"You are crying."

'Am I crying? How's that possible?'

"Why would I cry?" As Mary spoke, she raised her free hand to wipe the corner of her eyes to prove him wrong.

Instead, she was surprised when she felt hot tears coursing down her cheeks. But why was she crying? Was it to mourn her ridiculous love?

"So you like men," Mary sighed, her voice emotionless. "Why didn't you tell me earlier? If you had, I wouldn't have bothered you at all..." "Mary," William said, biting his lips. "Please don't tell anyone about what just happened."

She stared up at him with an incredulous expression. "You chased after me just to tell me this? !"

"Yes, right."

William replied after a long pause.

"Well, I see." Mary stepped away and muttered, "I won't tell anyone. Don't worry."

Shaking off his hold on her, she ran away.

A sheen of sweat glistened on his forehead under the sun. He stood frozen on the asphalt road, watching Mary's figure grow smaller and smaller. His knuckles were turning white with how tightly

he clenched his fists.

When her figure disappeared, he loosened up but did not move.

"Are you satisfied now?" Frank slowly walked out from the shadows, glaring at Nancy.

"Satisfied?" She mocked, "I'm not satisfied. Only Mary knows. It's not enough. I want the whole world to know the truth. I want your and William's reputations to be ruined!"

"Nancy!" Frank's loud voice echoed in the air. He walked closer to her and narrowed his eyes. "Don't you dare! I will not only lose my reputation, your family will go bankrupt as well!" "Are you threatening me?" Nancy gave a bitter chuckle.

"Threats are the best way to deal with people like you."

Clap!

He slapped her face loudly. Trembling with rage, he shouted, "Nancy! I'll kill you!"

She staggered backward, clutching her face, eyes watering.

"Frank!"

William broke out of his reverie and tightly held him back before he hit her again. "Are you crazy? She is your wife!"

"Wife? !" Frank looked at her in undisguised contempt, as he scoffed, "Not for much longer."

"Frank..."

"Ha-ha." Nancy gave a vile smirk, despite her cheek reddened and stinging. "So? You want to divorce?"

"Yes, I do," he firmly stated.

"Frank, calm down!" William was frowning as he tried to persuade him.

"She already knows about us. Do you think I have another choice? We can't pretend anymore, William !" he bellowed. "Frank..." William's face contorted in pain, he didn't know what to say.

"I'm pregnant." Out of the blue, Nancy broke the silence.

"What ?"

William and Frank looked at her in disbelief, both of their mouths agape.

"Ha-ha..." Nancy burst into laughter. "It brings me joy to see you like this."

"Nancy, are you kidding me?" Frank growled, resentment clouding his thoughts.

"I'm not in the mood to joke with you." Nancy took out a piece of paper from her bag and threw it to the ground. "Here is the test report. If you don't believe me, you can read it yourself."

A breeze blew, and the report floated onto some grass.

No one dared to pick it up, as the content was visible to all.

"I don't need to lie to you. I'll just show this test report to your father....

So, I'm the one who has the final say whether we divorce or not." Nancy took a step forward, pointing at William. "I am going to make your affair public. I will expose all your lies and even, how you slapped me today. I'll have my revenge! "Nancy!" Frank snarled, fury thrumming through his veins. "You're going too far!"

"Too far? I have just started, Frank," she responded with a sly grin. "I'll let you know soon, what 'too far' means!" ... Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

"Nancy, you don't have to do this. It was our fault..." William started to apologize.

"Keep your hypocritical words to yourself," Nancy rudely interrupted him. "You are worse than Frank! I feel sorry for Mary!"

Her words left him speechless, William could only frown.

"See you later." Nancy waved her hand and walked away in her high heels.

Frank moved to chase her once more but was stopped by William. "Don't. Forcing her won't do anything."

"How dare she threaten us like that!" Frank was not reconciled.

"Have you forgotten about Victor? " William abruptly flared up in anger. "How did you force him at that time? Have you forgotten? Do you want to do it again?! Besides, she is pregnant with your child!"

Frank lowered his head, looking dejected. He mumbled, "What should we do?"

"Don't worry. I'm here with you," William assured him, pinching his throbbing forehead.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, a lonely figure wandered on the street.

Mary didn't know how she had got on the bus. She was in a daze ever since the incident. When she stepped out with others, she saw there were still a few stops to Kylin International.

She didn't want to take another bus, so she started walking aimlessly, blurry visions replaying in her head. She could not get the image of Frank and William kissing out of her mind.

Why did he love a man? Was it kind of comforting that the reason why William couldn't love her was because of her gender, and not anything else?

What a joke!

Beep! Beep!

A black car closely followed Mary. She was so distraught that she didn't hear the horn ringing.

"What happened?" Victor wasn't expecting to see Mary here and had followed her. He called out to her, but when he didn't get a response he stepped out.

"What's wrong with you, Mary?" He patted her shoulder softly. "Why don't you answer me?"

His tap broke her reverie, and she turned around to see Victor looking down at her in worry. The tears burst forth like water from a dam, spilling down her face.

"Mary, what's wrong with you?" Her sudden outburst surprised Victor and he forgot what he wanted to ask. He fumbled in his coat for a napkin and tried comforting her. "Don't cry, Don't cry..."

"Waa... Waa..." Mary's wails became even louder.

"Don't cry..." After failing to find anything to wipe her tears with. He stretched out and tightly wrapped his arms around her. "What's wrong? Shhh. It's okay..."

"Waa... Waa..." Mary buried her head in his chest, clutching at his clothes. She tried to say something but her voice was choked with sobs. She could only shake her head desperately.

"All right, all right," Victor sighed, slowly rocking her. "There are so many people watching us. Let's get in the car first."

He walked her to his car and settled her in.

"Why are you crying?" Finally, Victor found a tissue in the car and handed it to Mary. "Look, my shirt is ruined by your tears."

Her eyes were red and puffy as she wiped away her tears. She felt guilty looking at his soaked shirt.

"Yes, I'm so sorry..." Mary apologized sincerely. "Well, it's not your fault." Victor comforted her with a smile. After a little hesitation, he questioned, "What happened? It's unlike you, to cry like this." ...

As soon as he finished, gut-wrenching sobs tore through Mary's face.

"Oh, my God!" Victor gasped. "Why are you crying again? Just stop, please."

"It's nothing." Mary choked out a reply, shaking her head with a bitter smile playing on her lips.

Victor handed her more napkins and snorted, "Nothing? Don't tell me you're okay. Even a three - year-old child won't believe it."

She looked down at her hands, her body jerking with small hiccups.

"I thought you were good at acting," said Victor with a slight sigh. "Still, I overestimated you. Judging from your outburst, it's obvious that the sky is going to collapse. Tell me, is it because of William?"

"You..." Mary raised her head to look at him.

"Me? What's wrong with me? Why would I know?" Victor raised his eyebrows and snapped, "Who else can make you cry like this, except for William? Do you think I'm an idiot? Your expression reveals everything!"