Love Contract novel Chapter 358

Upon hearing the news that Frank had returned, William and Mary were surprised, but at the same time thought it made sense.

Who else could have released the video? He was the only one who knew about it.

William had called his men to deal with this matter. Mary was so anxious that she paced back and forth, not listening to a word they were saying.

All of a sudden, she turned to William and said, "No, I can't be here. I'd better go to see Ena. You..."

"I'll go and find Frank." William finished her sentence.

Mary's body stiffened. She had been uncertain about saying it, but she just nodded dully. "All right."

"Mary..." Heaving a sigh, William hugged her. "Since he's back at this critical moment, I have to figure out the truth, don't I?"

Mary nodded. "Yes, I know. But I just don't understand. If it is really him, what is his purpose? Did he come back to take revenge on you after a year? Or..."

"What are you worried about?" William held Mary more tightly. "Even if he's back for good, it changes nothing. And if he really did want revenge, why did he target Victor? I need to know the reason." The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Frank couldn't be the culprit.

"Okay. Then I'll go and see Ena first." "Okay. And don't worry. Just call me if anything happens," William said reassuringly.

Then, the two of them parted ways. William drove to Frank's villa.

The villa was completely deserted.

The flowers and plants outside had withered, and the floor and the furniture were covered with a thick layer of dust.

Frank only had his bedroom cleaned up since he wasn't planning to stay long. He intended to continue looking for Corbett.

As he sat in the wheelchair and looked at the scenery outside the French window, his mind slowly drifted away.

A year ago, he had woken up from a car accident and been told that his legs were badly injured. Even if he went through physical therapy, he wouldn't be able to regain proper control of his legs. He could only spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

William had visited him once, but only in a hurry. He hadn't stayed for long.

Lying on the hospital bed then, he had thought of death, revenge, and perishing with them.

One particular night, the moon had been shining bright, and Corbett had slipped into his ward like a ghost.

"It's so late. Why aren't you sleeping?" Corbett was leaning against the window with his arms crossed. He had a faint smile on his face.

"Why are you here?" Frank was shocked.

"Why else do you think? I'm here to see you." Corbett walked towards his bed slowly. When he saw the cast on his legs, a flicker of anger appeared in his eyes. "Can you feel your legs?"

"No. But that's good, I don't want to feel pain," Frank replied with a self-mocking smile.

"Has William Lan come to see you?" Corbett sat on the edge of the bed and asked.

"Probably once," Frank said indifferently. The car accident had been a blessing in disguise. Because of that, he had finally seen what William's attitude towards him was.

"I can't let anyone treat my treasure badly," Corbett said, pinching his cheek with an evil smile on his face. "How about I teach him a lesson for you?"

"Fuck off! Don't touch me." Frank shook off his hand with a cold expression.

Shrugging, Corbett said, "I have a big job to do. After that, I'll wash my hands off all these things. But lately, I've had a bad feeling. The police have started targeting me. I don't know if I'll be able to live a peaceful life."

"A peaceful life?" Frank echoed with a light smile. He wanted a peaceful life too, but no one could give him that anymore.

"Let me take you away. Where do you want to go? To Norway? You can have a peaceful life there," Corbett said with his eyes lit up. "I don't mind you being disabled."