Love Contract

Chapter 117 Ski Resort ( Part Two)

"No, don't say that," the young coach said modestly.

William gazed at the coach. When he looked down and saw him holding Mary's waist, his expression turned cold and his eyes fumed with rage.

'How is it possible for this man to give off cold air that is colder than the ski resort?'

the young coach asked under his breath. When he looked up and saw that William was staring at his hands, he immediately understood and quickly let go of Mary.

"Ah!" Mary didn't expect him to let go of her so she lost her balance and was about to fall into the snow.

"Idiot!"

With a low growl, William reached out his hand to catch Mary and held her in his arms.

"Well..." The young coach scratched his nose and suddenly realized that Mr. Lan was jealous!

"Whoa! That was scary..." Mary shook off the snow on her chest. "You're very clumsy. I think it's best that you stop learning how to ski. It's a waste of time!" William thought of her bright smile while the coach was teaching her. It made him furious

'She wanted to see me ski, but she flirted with the coach! Damn it!'

"No, no. I've already made it this far." Mary shook her head. "I'm learning very fast."

"Then I'll teach you." William straightened her back. "Don't slack off!"

The two chatted while he taught her how to ski. The young coach slowly backed away. He looked at them and shook his head. "I think I should leave them alone." He smiled as he walked off.

"Ah, I'm so tired!" After practicing for an hour, Mary could finally ski on her own little by little. She was already sweating in her ski suit.

"You should take a rest." They slowly walked towards the rest area.

"Wow, it's snowing!"

"Really?"

Mary heard the laughter of tourists in the area.

She raised her head and saw snowflakes falling from the sky. "It's snowing!" Mary raised her arms up to catch the snowflakes.

William stood close by and watched Mary's smiling face as the snowflakes kept falling all around her. He just wanted time to stop at this moment.

"I want to make a snowman." Mary's voice brought William back from his distant thoughts.

"Okay." William nodded.

Mary grabbed William's hand and pulled him forward. He was stunned but he held her hand tightly.

The snow was falling heavier and heavier, but the two of them ran to an opening area.

Even though Mary's face was bright red due to the cold weather, she continued making the snowman.

William sat on the bench and looked at her intently.

"William! Look at the snowman I made!"

William stood up and walked slowly towards her.

"What do you think? Not bad, right?" She giggled as she patted the snowman. She then placed her arms around its neck. "Take a picture of me with the snowman."

William shrugged and took out his phone. "Get ready."

"Yay!" Mary raised her two fingers and smiled.

The corners of William's mouth turned upwards. When he was about to take the photo, a snowflake fell on Mary's eyelashes.

Frowning, William walked a few steps towards her.

"What's wrong?" Mary tilted her head.

"A snowflake fell on your face." As William spoke, he stretched out his hand and gently brushed the snow off her face.

Mary gazed at William's beautiful eyes. While William was looking at her, he felt his heartbeat go faster and faster.

There was only one thought left in his mind. "Urn..."

Mary suddenly felt that she was being kissed by William.

William held her waist in one hand and held her head with the other.

The sound of rustling snow echoed in their ears. The snowflakes flew around them as they descended from the sky. It was as if they were the only two people left in the world.

Crack! Crack! Crack There were several shutter sounds from a camera not far from there.

She touched her lips in confusion.

Why did he kiss her? He really caused her a lot of trouble. If he didn't like her then why did he have to be so intimate with her? It would only confuse and upset her....

After returning to their suite, William sat on the sofa and read a book. Seeing that Mary had returned from the bathroom, he looked up from the book. "What took you so long?"

"I was too tired so I stayed a bit longer," Mary said.

"Okay." William nodded.

"I'll go rest." Mary then walked up to her bedroom.

Hearing that, William put down the book in his hand and followed her.

"What are you doing?" Mary turned around and saw him following her.

"Going to rest!" William answered calmly.

“...” Mary leered at him. "Which bedroom are

you going to?"

"Yours," William said arrogantly.

"No!" Mary waved both her hands. "I think it is best that we sleep in separate rooms. There are so many rooms. It'll be a waste to sleep together."

"It doesn't matter. The bed is warmer with two people."

"The beds are naturally warm. You don't need one more person to make it warm." Mary sneered as she turned around and slammed the door. The door almost hit William's nose.

"Mary! Mary! Open the door!" William banged on the door angrily.

After a few tries, William finally left.

"Hello? Manager Sun?"

"Mr. Lan, what's up?"

William sat on the side of the bed with a gloomy face. "Manager Sun, help me turn off the heater in all the rooms, except the master bedroom."

"What? This... Why? If you turn it off, you can't sleep. All the other rooms would be too cold." Manager Sun scratched his head.

That was what he wanted!

"It's a waste of energy." William scowled.

"Ah, okay then... Mr. Lan, you're right. I'll have it turned off."

"Thank you, Manager Sun." William snickered. "You're welcome."

He then stood up proudly and walked towards the master bedroom with a sheet wrapped around him.

Knock.

Just as Mary was about to sleep, she was annoyed to hear a knock on the door.

"What do you want? Go away!" She hissed.

"It's too cold in my room, I don't think the heater is working. I want to sleep here!"

"Don't lie to me. Go back to your room."

"Really! If you don't believe me, you can see for yourself!" William insisted as he stood by the door.

Bang!

The door opened, Mary rubbed her temples as she let out an irritated sigh. As soon as she raised her head, she saw the 'poor' William shivering.

"Know that if you're lying to me, you're dead!" She rushed to the other bedroom, but soon after a few seconds got out.

"So... what do you think?" William had already lain down on bed.

Mary sighed. He wasn't lying this time, but the heater was working a minute ago....

"Come here!" William patted the bed space beside him. "Come here. I'm exhausted because of you."

'I'm the exhausted one around here!' Mary huffed. "Fine!"

With a cold sniffle, Mary turned around and got in bed. She moved her body to the side, trying to stay as far away from William as possible.

William turned off the lights, and a smirk on his face appeared in the darkness.

Mary suddenly felt her ears itch.

"Um..." She raised her hand, only to feel something hot.

William? What?

As soon as she opened her eyes, William had moved closer to her.

It seemed that there was a current flowing through her body, making her unable to resist.

"No..." All of a sudden, Frank's face popped up in her mind. Mixed emotions of both shame and anger flowed through her. She then kicked William out of bed without hesitation.

"Damn it!" William was so immersed in it that when Mary kicked him, he hadn't anticipated it and fell down. It was so humiliating. "Ouch!

What are you doing? Why'd you kick me?" Turning on the light, William glared at Mary.

"I should be the one asking you."

"I..."

"Don't mess with me anymore!" Mary shut her eyes and shouted. "I'm just your contract wife, not your sex partner!" Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Mary..."

"I know you're going to Norway soon. I don't want to do this with you, okay? Just go away!" Mary buried her head in her knees, tears streaming from her eyes. She sobbed. "Don't touch me..."

Norway...

Hearing that, William looked down. He had nothing left to say. What happened to him?

"You should just go to sleep." William spoke after a few minutes. He then walked out the room.

Mary lay on the bed silently. After William had shut the door, she faced the corner of the room and wept.

William aimlessly looked out the window as the snow started pouring down. Tossing and turning in his bed, he felt like he was punched in the gut.

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