Love Contract novel Chapter 39

"No, I don't," Mary said. She was scared, shaking her head like a rattle.

"You hear that?" William glanced at Victor defiantly.

Victor squinted his eyes and said nothing.

Mary wondered what was going on. The conflict between the two had escalated to a new level. Should she get involved?

"Victor," Mary hurried to say. "Go and change clothes. I'll change later. Hurry up."

As Mary spoke, she gave Victor a knowing wink.

"Mary, you have something in your eye?" William exposed her little trick rudely.

"Ha ha... Well..." Mary stopped trying to defend herself. She looked embarrassed.

"Victor, are we still doing this?" It was the dresser who called out to him.

"Yeah. I'm coming, I'm coming," replied Victor. He took a look at William, and slowly released Mary. "I'll be back," he said flatly.

"Okay." Mary nodded repeatedly as if she were relieved. As soon as Victor headed off, William removed his hand from Mary as well. "You are not allowed to come here again."

"Ok." Mary nodded. It was the last day anyway. Besides, the site was far from comfortable. And boring. She preferred the office.

"Oh, my God!" The director came back after he finished his work. "Mr. Lan, you don't know how beautiful Mary looks on camera."

"Oh? Really?" Looking at Mary, William wore a faint smile.

"Oh yeah." The director seemed to be unaware of what was going on between them, and continued to praise Mary. "There are professional actresses who aren't that photogenic. The camera—"

"Can I have a look?" asked William.

"No problem," the director said with a smile. "Come here, boss."

"Okay." William put his hands in his pockets. He finally turned to Mary, who was still trying to take all of this in. "Grab the photo album from my car, please. Here you go."

Then he handed the key to her.

"Okay, fine." Mary nodded and ran off to find his parking spot.

Standing behind the camera, William watched the scene they had just shot.

"Check this out," the director said. He was quite proud of what he'd done.

"Urn." With a groan, William watched while Victor held Mary in his arms. He tried to be suave and debonair, all the while flirting with William's wife! The words "I can't hold back my feelings for you anymore, and it only becomes stronger and stronger now" were really affectionate.

Who was the scriptwriter? It was unbelievable. How could someone say such sweet words and not mean them?

Mary looked as confused as William felt. She didn't know what was going on, either. How could she film such an intimate scene with another guy? William clenched his fists more and more tightly. "Photo album?" Mary whispered as she walked.

"What is he talking about?

I don't even know what I'm looking for. What kind of photo album is it?"

She had never expected that it would be a book full of wedding photos.

Mary took out the thick album and saw the photo where they were together. She thought of that unexpected kiss again, and William gave no explanation. It was really his style.

If it weren't for that kiss, how could she think she ever had a chance with him?

"Please, William, let me avoid you. It's for the best." Her fingers brushed the photo, brushed over him. Then she tucked the album in her arm and walked back.

"I thought you'd never get here." As soon as Mary walked over, William said sarcastically, "What's the matter? Caught a cat nap?"

"Well." Mary's corners of mouth twitched. "I love your sense of humor. I moved as fast as I could."

"You bring the photo album?" William was direct. He was all business now.

"Yeah." Mary nodded and handed the photo album to him.

"Don't give it to me," said William, shaking his head.

"Go and bring it to the people on set." "What?" Mary's eyes twitched. "Boss, are you kidding me?"

"Kidding?" William laughed cruelly. There was no mirth there. "Do you think I'm kidding?"

When she heard that, Mary shook her head without thinking about it. William, on the other hand, wore a smug smile. Even his teeth were exposed. He acted as if he were talking to a child. "Then go and show it to the people on set, or I'll deduct your bonus, okay?" It was like a wolf telling a rabbit, "Little rabbit. Be good. Wolf is going to eat you. Are you happy?" Mary seemed like a timid little rabbit at this moment.

"Go ahead," he prompted.

Mary was truly cheerless after hearing what he said. On William's orders, she showed the photo album to the people on set as if she was selling it.

"These are my wedding photos. Aren't they beautiful?"

"Ha-ha, I'd like to show you my wedding photos.

"I'm very glad to show you my wedding photos."

After the crew took a look at their wedding photos, the CEO finally allowed Mary to change clothes.

Mary finally felt relieved.

In the lounge, Victor asked, "Why don't you show me the wedding photos?"

"Why?" Pursing her lips, Mary continued, "I don't know what's wrong with him today. Why does he want me to show this to everyone?"

"Maybe he wants to show off."