Love Contract novel Chapter 362

In Frank's villa,

Corbett casually sat in the living room. Frank was next to him on the sofa, staring at him.

Silence bathed the room.

"Jeez." Corbett finally broke the silence. "It has been hours. When are you going to stop staring at me like that?"

"Are you really alive?" Frank's voice was trembling. He couldn't get himself to believe that Corbett was alive even though he sat right next to him. 'What if I'm just dreaming?' His thoughts raced.

"If I were dead, would I be talking to you here and now?" With a mischievous smile, Corbett turned to Frank. "I heard that you looked for me for more than a year. Is that true?"

Frank snorted and looked away. "I believed strongly that you were still alive."

"Heh heh," Corbett chuckled. "Why were you looking for me?"

"Who said I was looking for you?" Frank asked bitterly. His eyes turned red. He felt wronged that Corbett seemed to be enjoying the conversation. "Who do you think you are? Why should I look for you? "I was not looking for you at all. Just traveling around by myself."

"You lie! You were looking for me. Admit it!" Corbett sat back on the sofa as he teased him.

"Well, okay, I was! I was looking for you, but so what?

Why are you laughing?" Frank began to fume. "Are you just feeling proud now? What's so funny? Huh? Are you mocking me? You pretended to be dead and now you're laughing about it. How could you have played such a trick? In fact, get out! You shouldn't have come back! Why are you here? Go away and don't come back!"

The smile on Corbett's face froze in that instant. He couldn't explain why Frank was suddenly angry about the whole thing. The ferocious look on his face startled him and he suddenly realized the gravity of the situation.

Quickly, he grabbed Frank's hands. "I wasn't mocking you. I'm sorry I laughed. I know you care about me and I was moved."

Frank who was chattering away in anger stopped talking and calmed down. There were tears in his eyes.

"Where were you for so long?" he murmured after a sniff.

"I was recuperating in Norway," answered Corbett.

"Norway? Really?" Frank pushed his hands away and asked with a frown, "Why were you staying in Norway?"

"Because you were there before," Corbett smiled gently. "A cabin by the lake in the south of Norway. It was so warm there!"

"That's my home! How did you get inside?" Frank glared at him.

"Well, just like I got in here." Shrugging, Corbett said, "It's quite easy for me to break into a house. It's always just a piece of cake!"

"How long were you there?"

"From the day of the accident till about last month."

"So have you recuperated?"

"Yep." Corbett placed his palm on his chest as he recalled the past. "At that time, the police officer shot me twice in the chest. She was an excellent shooter and her bullets almost killed me."

"How did you escape?"