Love Contract novel Chapter 209

"I'm going to see him!" Mary lifted the quilt, as if to get out of bed.

"Wait!" Barry pulled her back gently and said, "He hasn't woken up. The doctor does not allow us to disturb him."

Mary paused for a while and said, "Then I... I'll go later. By the way, where are Alick and Elissa?"

"Lucas and Victor took them to see a psychiatrist." Archer put his hands in his pockets and added, "Lucas is afraid that the two kids will have PTSD after the kidnapping."

"Yes, yes." Hearing that, Mary nodded her head in a hurry. It was not until then that she realized that she had ignored the two kids because she had been thinking about William since arriving in the hospital.

"Mary, are you hungry?" Barry asked suddenly.

"No, I'm not." Shaking her head, Mary wanted to say something but stopped on a second thought. She looked up at Barry and said, "I — "

"Mary, don't say anything," Barry suddenly interrupted her. "I'm going to buy some food." Then, he left in a hurry.

Mary clenched her fists and watched Barry's back as he left. Her heart was filled with infinite guilt. Three years of waiting, four years of companionship, how could she tell him? Should she tell him that she still couldn't let go of William? She really didn't have the heart to say that.

"Mary?"

While Mary was lost in thought, Aunt Amy suddenly appeared at the door of the ward.

"Aunt Amy?" Mary stood up and greeted her.

"Aunt Amy." Archer stood aside and nodded to Amy. "I'll go out first so you two could speak privately."

"Thanks." Aunt Amy nodded and held Mary's hand. Tears welled up in her eyes. "Mary, how are you doing?"

"I'm fine." Mary nodded. Suddenly, something occurred to her. She asked, "Where is Father? How is he doing? Is he alright?"

"He is fine. His blood pressure rose so he passed out." Aunt Amy patted Mary's hand and said, "He is also here in the hospital."

"Then I'll go see him." As she spoke, Mary stood up again but Aunt Amy stopped her immediately.

"No, thanks, Mary." Aunt Amy waved her hand and added, "Alick and Elissa are with him now. He's relieved to see that the two kids are all right."

Mary swallowed her saliva and said, "But, William..."

"Don't worry. The doctor said the operation was a success." Aunt Amy patted Mary's hand comfortingly and said, "Let's go see him when he is out of the ICU."

"Okay." Mary nodded, but she could not wait any longer. She knew she would be anxious if she did not see him with her own eyes soon.

"Mary? Are you still blaming William?" Aunt Amy suddenly spoke. "Look, your father's health is getting worse and worse in the past few years. Although he doesn't say anything, he is always concerned about William."

"Yes, I know that."

"Now you have William's children," continued Aunt Amy. "I think William still loves you. Mary, do consider being with him again, okay?"

"I...” Mary paused and then she met Aunt Amy's expectant eyes. Her face flushed. She pressed her lips and did not say anything, but her answer was clear.

Aunt Amy understood what Mary meant at first glance and smiled. "Okay. Good. Fortunately, William did not get injured for nothing. Mary, have a good rest. I'll bring you some food." "Okay. Thank you, Aunt Amy." Mary nodded.

After a long day, the doctor had finally allowed the patient's family to visit William. A group of people entered his ward excitedly.

Mary thought that seeing William would ease her anxiety. However, upon seeing him lying on the bed, motionless and unconscious, with a thick gauze on his head, she did not know what to feel. All of a sudden, her nose twitched and tears streamed down her face.

"Mommy, why are you crying?" Elissa was holding Mary's hand when she noticed that her mother's hand was trembling. She looked up and asked, "Isn't Dad alright?"

"Yes, he is alright." Mary quickly wiped her tears and added, "I'm just so happy."

Beside them, Alick's eyes were affixed on the man on the sickbed. He thought to himself, 'You should get up quickly and make sure Mommy does not cry again. It was not easy for me to accept you as my father.'

"Doctor, when will he wake up?"

"He should wake up tomorrow," the doctor answered. "Mr. Lan is now in stable condition. Although his head was injured, he was brought to the hospital on time."

"Thank you, doctor." Mary heaved a sigh of relief. The next day, Mary sat in front of William's sickbed and waited for him to wake up. However, William remained motionless and unconscious. The doctor said that he would wake up tomorrow again.

On the third day, Mary continued to watch William. The sun had already set but he still did not make any movement.

Coincidentally, a doctor came to do rounds in the wards so Mary asked him again, "When will William wake up?"

"Tomorrow. Tomorrow he must—"

"How many tomorrows have passed already? Are you sure?" Mary shouted, she was both angry and anxious, and the doctor's reassurance did not have an effect to her anymore. "What's wrong with you?"

"Ahem."

When Mary was arguing with the doctor, the man on the bed coughed weakly and frowned.