Love Contract novel Chapter 133

Victor's jaw dropped as he stared at the man in evident disbelief, completely at a loss of what to say.

Had he heard him wrong? 'He loves Mary?' he thought. 'Has he really fallen in love with her?'

Without giving him time to react, the disheveled man stomped out of the house. He continued to rack his mind as to Mary's location.

If she wasn't in her house and with Victor, then where would she be...

Suddenly, a thought came over him. 'She must be at the hospital!' he realized, clapping his hands together.

He quickly hailed another taxi and rushed to the hospital.

Unknown to him, Victor had also rushed out of his house and got in the car. Heart racing, he followed the other man to the hospital.

At the hospital.

William paced across the corridor before entering the ward of Mary's mother.

"Mary!" he called out, pushing the doors wide open.

However, he was only greeted by the sight of an elderly man on the bed. He blinked wearily as he struggled to sit up. "Sir, who are you looking for?" the old man asked in confusion.

"Um...you..." William staggered back and glanced at the number of the room, only to see that he was right. "Do you know where the original patient was relocated? The one who stayed here before you?"

The old man shook his head. He still looked a little confused by the surprise guest. "No," he uttered. "I was just moved here..."

"I'm sorry to bother you, sir." With an apologetic bow of his head, he walked out of the room and closed the doors.

As he did so, an uncomfortable feeling settled in his stomach.

"Are you his relative?"

All of a sudden, a voice came around behind, causing him to turn around. The man was wearing a white coat. Upon closer look, he noticed the name tag on the doctor's chest-Dr. Cao.

He was the attending physician of Mary's mother.

"Why didn't you go in?" he asked. "I'm not his relative." William shook his head before pointing at the door. "Where's the person who used to stay in that room? Mary's mother?"

"And you are...?" Dr. Cao raised his eyebrows, analyzing him questioningly.

"I'm Mary's husband," he replied.

"It's you then..." Dr. Cao's eyes shone with recognition. Adjusting his coat, he addressed him indifferently, "You're already too late. Mary's mother passed away three days ago, so Mary's no longer at the hospital."

Splash!

All of a sudden, the bouquet of roses scattered all over the marble floor. The once white flooring was decorated with yellow and pink petals and green leaves.

Victor, who had just arrived, was standing not that far away from the pair. Upon hearing the doctor's words, he immediately froze.

"Wh-what did you say?"

William's eyes widened. "Her mother-she passed away?"

"Yes." Dr. Cao nodded.

"Well, where did Mary go? Did she say anything to you?" Eyes blazing with disbelief, he grabbed a hold of the doctor's collar, attracting attention from the nurses. "I don't know," Dr. Cao responded calmly. "It's not like we ask any questions about a patient's family. I also suggest you let go of me, sir."

"You don't know? You don't know..." William loosened his grip in frustration. His body shook uncontrollably, and he staggered backwards. A hand clutched his chest, feeling his heart turned cold from the news.

Three days ago...That was also the time he had locked her in her bedroom.

"Mary..." Victor whispered mournfully. Suddenly, a thought flashed in his mind. "Her hometown! She must be in her hometown."

Not even bothering to glance back at the man behind him, he sprinted away.

'I'll find you this time around,' he promised. 'Wait for me, Mary.'

"Did Mary come to the hospital?" There was visible pain in William's eyes as he stared at the doctor. His heart clenched and throbbed as if he had been stabbed over and over again.

"Yes," the doctor responded.

"She... When did she arrive?" His bottom lip trembled.

"It was the night three days ago."

Dr. Cao sighed, shaking his head. There was a certain coldness in his gaze as the next few words left his lips.

"When she arrived, her mother had already passed away."

Boom!

A surge of adrenaline rushed through his head, and it felt as if his whole body had turned numb. His hands shook as he struggled to keep himself together.

It was his fault! He squeezed his eyes shut as he tried to imagine the look on Mary's face when she found out the news of her mother's passing. At the thought, his heart clenched.

If he hadn't locked her in the room, then maybe she would've seen her one last time.

Mary must've hated-no-despised him after all the things that he had put her through.

He swallowed, but the dryness at the back of his throat still wouldn't go away. William staggered away like a soulless puppet that had just lost its strings. The soles of his feet crushed the roses on the floor, but he didn't seem to care.

The once beautiful petals were left lifeless under his feet.

The shop assistant's words echoed at the back of his mind, "Without her, you're simply a lost ship without your light tower."

Standing by the door of the ward, Dr. Cao stared at the man's retreating figure and sighed to himself. He stared blankly ahead before shaking his head.

'Dr. Murong, you must've taken her far away from here by now,' he thought.

Two days ago.

As soon as Mary woke up, she could see Lucas hovering over her with furrowed eyebrows and squinted eyes. When he saw her move, he quickly leaned in closer.

"Are you already awake?" he whispered, looking her over.