Love Contract novel Chapter 359

"Corbett! Corbett..."

Anyone who passed by the trestle would remember that day, when a man in a wheelchair had kept yelling out another man's name at the seaside. Feeling exhausted, Frank finally burst into tears.

'There won't be anyone to disturb you anymore, Frank, so why are you unhappy?' he asked himself with a bitter smile.

Then, he looked at the Buddha beads in his hand and sighed. While he was being refused by one man, he had been ruthlessly refusing another.

He finally understood what William must have felt when looking for Mary after leaving the airport four years ago. Fortunately for William, Mary returned after four years. But for him...he wouldn't be able to find Corbett in any corner of this earth.

Two months later, Frank heard that William had woken up from a long coma. By then, he could stand on his feet again.

In the two months that had passed, he had already realized that he had gotten over William and fallen in love with Corbett a long time ago, but he just hadn't known it.

After leaving a short letter, he went to Japan alone.

Maple Mountain, Tokyo, Japan.

The Maple Mountain was the base of the Shadow Organization. All the corridors were covered in electric net and patrolled by men in black. No outsiders were allowed to go up the mountain.

Solemnly standing at the gate of the manor, Frank was lost in thought. Finally, a man arrived and told him that he could go up the mountain. The man said that Corbett's death had been a huge shock to his father, the head of the Shadow Organization. He was still recuperating in bed and could not meet any guests for the time being. However, Frank was allowed to go up the mountain by himself.

It was early winter now, and the cold had faded the sandy red of the Maple Mountain, making it look dark and bare. It did not match the blue sky and the white clouds at all.

Standing where he used to stand with Corbett, Frank was covered in cold sweat. After climbing the mountain for a long time, his legs and feet almost gave out, and he was completely drained of energy.

"Fond of late fall maples, I stop my carriage. The frost dyed leaves are redder than early spring flowers." Corbett’s voice rang in his ears.

It was because of his stubbornness that he had taken Corbett for granted and disregarded his feelings completely. 'He was willing to take me away and give up everything for me, so why did I hesitate? I didn't know how to cherish him until I lost him. Now I regret it so much!' Frank thought to himself with a bitter smile.

Standing on the mountain, he suddenly burst into tears. 'At that time, you asked me what I would do if you died. Well, I'm here now. Please forgive me for not knowing my own heart.'

Suddenly, the sound of tires rolling into the driveway outside the villa brought Frank back to reality.

He didn't know how long he had been fidgeting with the Buddhist beads on his hand.

In the past year, he had often leaned against the window and thought of that man day and night.

Now, he raised his head to the window and looked out. To his surprise, it was William. With a deep frown on his face, he wheeled himself out of the villa.

Standing outside the villa, looking at the decadent condition of Frank's house, William thought that no one lived there. But just when he was about to leave, he heard the click of the door opening, and a figure came out of the villa.

Although only a year had gone by, it felt as if they were meeting after a lifetime.

"Frank, you..." William broke the silence. With a gloomy expression, he said, "Your legs..."

Frank's face was completely blank. "My legs are fine. Why are you here?” 'We agreed that we would not see each other for the rest of our lives. And seeing you now, I can only think of Corbett. I felt sorry for him,' Frank thought, biting his lower lip.

William pursed his lips. Remembering his purpose for coming here, he asked, "When did you come back? I have something to ask you."

"Of course. You wouldn't come to see me for no reason. " Frank smiled sarcastically. "I just came back three days ago. Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Did you give Victor's video to the media?" Not wanting to argue, William cut straight to the point.

"Victor Qiao?" Frank raised his eyebrows. It had been a long time since he had heard that name. "What video?"

"So it wasn't you? Are you telling me the truth?" William frowned. This was the only lead he had. If it wasn't Frank, then he didn't know who else could be behind this.

"I don't know what you are talking about, but I didn't do anything," Frank said coldly. The stony expression on his face indicated that he had no intention of opening the door of the villa and inviting William in. "If you don't believe me, you can investigate. I had nothing to do with all that."

However, William felt that Frank was being too calm, so he still had a few doubts in his heart.

"Four years ago, didn't I already give you the video of Victor Qiao?" Noticing the suspicion on his face, Frank asked, "What do I have to gain from releasing that video? Even if I wanted to take revenge, I wouldn't wait until a year later, right?"

"But nobody else knows about that video except me and you," William said bluntly.

Frank scoffed and raised his chin up at him. "Not necessarily. There were several other people involved. There were a lot of men and women in the private room that day."

It was only after hearing these words that William recalled the rest of the people in the room that day, including some unknown artists. 'Was Karson Xie there?'

His eyes lit up in hope. He took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I see."

"If there is nothing else, please leave.” Frank turned his wheelchair around.

"Bye." William nodded slightly, turned around, and left.

Frank slowly wheeled himself back into the villa. As he heard the sound of the car starting, he was in a trance. 'Why couldn't I let go of him before?'

It was deathly silent in the villa. After wheeling himself to the stairs, he stood up on his feet, ready to go upstairs.

Suddenly, a chuckle came from behind.

Frank froze, not daring to move a single inch.

"So your legs aren't that injured after all."

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Frank felt his whole body trembling. His heart pounded against his chest in a mixture of excitement and disbelief. 'Am I dreaming now? Why did I hear Corbett’s voice?'