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Love Contract novel Chapter 143

Mary returned to the villa in the evening.

The housekeeper, cleaner, gardener, and servants were already at the house. The kids were playing in the yard.

"Madam is back!" Hester hurried over to her, smiling. "Dinner is ready. Alick and Elissa have been waiting for you to come back."

"Really? Thank you, Hester," said Mary, returning her smile.

"You're welcome."

"Mommy is back!" Elissa exclaimed happily. "Mommy!" Alick ran forward excitedly.

"Mommy!"

"My babies!" Mary bent down and kissed the two kids.

"Mommy, let's go have dinner!" Alick said, looking at his mother with so much love and care, it warmed Mary's heart. "Mommy must be very tired after the day's work," he said.

"Mommy must be very tired, yes!" Elissa echoed. She was pouting in a childlike manner that made Mary smile.

"Let's go eat. My babies must be hungry too," Mary smiled and led them back to the villa.

"Ring..." Mary's phone began to ring.

"Hello?" Mary answered the phone.

" Are you having dinner?" Barry's voice came from the other end of the line.

"Yes," Mary smiled. "You called too soon, didn't you?"

"Can't I?" Barry's smile was evident in his voice. "What if someone else takes you away if I don't call you enough?"

Mary's face turned red. "What nonsense!" she snorted.

"Ooh, Mommy is swearing!" Elissa looked up, her eyes round as she brandished the spoon in her hand. "Daddy said we couldn't swear!"

"..." Mary was rendered speechless.

"Mommy, are you talking to Daddy Barry?" Alick asked innocently.

"Yes," Mary said, nodding.

"Mommy is very mean to Daddy Barry," said Alick, "but Daddy Barry is not angry. He is still good to Mommy. Mommy, you can't do this." Mary was stunned into laughter.

Kids were so perceptive at times! Barry laughed as he said, "I heard everything. Be good to me, okay? The kids won't like you otherwise."

"I'm their mother. How dare they not like me!" she said mock-angrily. "And you, don't collude with them!" she said pointedly to Barry.

"Okay, okay, you are the best!" Barry said, apologizing immediately.

"What else is up?" Mary said after a few seconds' silence.

"Nothing."

"Then you should rest now. Everything is fine here."

"Well..." Barry hesitated.

"Anything else?" Mary asked, noting his

reluctance to ask whatever it was he wanted to ask.

"About the invitations," Barry said hesitantly. "You...you don't have to go. I'll send them myself when I come back."

"It's okay," Mary said, smiling. "You're so busy. Besides, it's my job. Don't worry. I will succeed in inviting them to the party."

"No, it's not that," Barry said, frowning. "What is it?" Mary was concerned.

"The thing is..." Barry seemed to make up his mind before he said, "One of the invitations is for AJ Group's CEO."

William?

Mary was stunned.

"Mary, don't go!" Barry said, before Mary could react. "I don't want you to see him again."

Mary pursed her lips as she said, "We are in the same industry and live in the same city. We can't avoid meeting each other, Barry."

"Mary..." Barry started, but Mary interrupted him.

"But don't worry," she said with a smile. "I only meet him for business. I have already forgotten the past."

"Really?" Barry said, confused, but also hopeful.

"Of course!"

"All right then," he said. There was a pause before he sighed and said, "Mary... I just want to hide you. All for myself."

"What?" Mary was pleasantly shocked.

"I want to hide you in a place where no one else can find you, where you can only see me, so that you have only me in your eyes," he said passionately. Mary was stunned into silence. Her heart skipped a beat, as if she had suddenly become way younger. They were eighteen years old, a time when he had also made such domineering declarations.

"Mary? Are you listening?" Barry asked, concerned.

"Yes," Mary said, jolted back into her senses. "You're getting more and more flirtatious. But I need to go and have dinner."

"I haven't talked to the kids yet!" Barry complained.

"They are having dinner!" Mary chided him.

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