Love Contract novel Chapter 85

In the washroom, Mary whispered to William, "Don't be rude at the dinner table later. Aunt Amy knew you were sick, so she specially prepared some light dishes for you. She's really nice to you."

"You're feeling great now, aren't you?" William stared at her and shook the water off his hands. The water sprinkled onto Mary's face.

"What the hell, William!" Mary scowled and covered her face, but she saw that William was already heading to the table.

Mary quickly hurried to the table. "Wow, it smells amazing!"

"Just eat it." Aunt Amy doted on Mary like she was her own daughter.

"Okay, Aunt Amy, you have some too!"

"Thank you, Mary." Aunt Amy nodded. After a little hesitation, she eventually grabbed a spoon, and filled a bowl of wax gourd soup for William. "William, you still have a cold. Light soup might be better for you."

Mary was so worried, she hoped that William would not throw his chopsticks and walk away.

"Fine." William nodded. He looked at his stepmother and said, "Thank you, Aunt Amy. Let's eat."

Pop!

The meatball in Mary's hand suddenly fell into her bowl. Mary looked at him in surprise.

Aunt Amy also couldn't believe what she had heard. Her eyes were filled with tears. William had never spoken to her nicely. Why would he say thanks to her today? Was it just her imagination?

Timothy didn't expect it as well. He looked at Aunt Amy and saw the tears in her eyes. He patted her hand to comfort her. "Let's eat. The food is starting to get cold."

"Yes, okay," said Aunt Amy, quietly wiping her tears away. "It's time to eat."

Mary lowered her head as she snickered at William in secret.

William felt that she was staring at him, so he immediately looked at her.

Mary seized the opportunity and gave him two thumbs up. "You're awesome!" she mouthed.

He just stared at her in contempt. Then William picked up a chicken foot and threw it into Mary's bowl and said, "I noticed that your hand just cramped. So, I thought you might want a chicken foot."

"Thank you!" Mary gritted her teeth and forced a smile.

"Mary, you should eat more," said Aunt Amy with a bigger smile on her face. "You're skinny. And William, you're so busy all day long. You need to eat good food!"

"Aunt Amy's cooking is delicious! I'm definitely going to eat more." Mary flashed a grin.

"That's because you don't know how to cook," William interjected as he sipped some soup. "You should take this opportunity to eat more."

'You damned idiot...'

Mary blushed and muttered, "I know how to cook potatoes... How can you say that?"

"Ha ha..."

Timothy laughed heartily, while Aunt Amy snickered along.

When he saw that the two of them were laughing, William chuckled. He felt that this kind of atmosphere was not so bad.

All the lights were on, everyone felt warm, the children and parents were happy, maybe this was how it felt to be a family!

"Mary, will you watch TV with me?" Aunt Amy said to Mary after they finished eating.

"I'd be glad to!" Mary nodded as she chewed a few pieces of orange. The oranges were sour... "I'll be heading upstairs." William stood up.

"Ah, why do you want to go up so early?" Mary stared at him.

William covered his mouth and coughed, his eyes sweeping across everyone in the room.

Although Mary was the one who asked, Timothy and Aunt Amy were the ones who were disappointed.

"William is sick. It would be best for him to go upstairs and get some rest," Aunt Amy said with a forced smile.