Love Contract novel Chapter 88

"Ring, ring, ring..."

It was six o'clock in the morning when the phone kept on the bedside table rang loudly.

"Uh..." Mary groaned, dazed by the alarm. She willed her reluctant hands to come out of the warm quilt and turn off the alarm with her eyes closed. She had mastered this skill.

The family house where she resided was far away from her workplace, so she had to get up early to make sure that she reached on time. This was quite difficult for her.

She was about to get up when she felt a presence on the other side of the bed that had sunken slightly. This was accompanied by a few hoarse coughs.

"Ah!" As the fog of sleepiness faded, Mary came to her senses. She opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling, remembering that William was still sleeping beside her!

"Are you awake?" he almost whispered. She was shocked when William turned over lazily and greeted her. His voice was gruff and husky that made him sound incredibly sexy and magnetic.

"Yes." Mary turned her head, her eyes meeting his. "Good morning." "Good morning."

The two of them had slept in separate quilts, but they still were close enough to feel the warmth of each other's bodies. They exchanged glances and greetings. This feeling was strange but not bad.

They kept looking at each other for a long time while the room stayed awkwardly silent.

"Ahem..." William turned his head as he coughed.

"Well," Mary lifted the quilt and said, "I'll get you some water."

"No, that won't be needed, thanks." William waved his hand. "We should get out of bed and get ready."

"All right."

Their clothes made a rustling sound as they got dressed with their backs to each other.

William casually fastened the buttons on his sleeve, his eyes distant as he looked out of the window.

Last night's rain had made the autumn leaves fall on the ground. The yellow, orange, and red leaves lay strewn on the path inside and outside the villa.

Cleaning workers of the house were sweeping the ground along the road. The sound of the broom making contact with the ground was quite rhythmic and melodious.

"What are you looking at?" Mary asked. "Is it still raining?"

"Ahem, no." William turned around, waking up from his reverie. He passed his hand casually through his hair.

"Okay," nodded Mary. "Then I'll go wash my face and brush my teeth." She walked towards the bathroom, not knowing what else to say.

She closed the door immediately after entering the bathroom. Leaning against the door, she sighed and patted her hot face.

She was tempted by him again and that embarrassed her.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Suddenly there was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Ahem, why did you close the door?"

"What? What's wrong?" Mary asked as calmly as she could while she opened the door.

"I'm afraid I don't have enough time. Do you mind if we wash up together?"

"No, I don't mind." Mary lied. Of course, it made her uncomfortable but she made room for him anyway. "Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!" The water made sounds as they splashed it on their faces.

They brushed their teeth together in silence, stealing glances at each other every now and then.

It would've been nice if they could smile at each other. It would've been less awkward. Mary sighed slowly.

This was the scene she had always longed for.

The husband and wife would get up together, smiling at one another. Racing each other to the bathroom to brush their teeth. The husband would kiss his wife gently on the cheeks and caress her hair dotingly. But none of it happened.

William silently looked at Mary in the mirror. She was brushing her teeth and almost had her entire mouth covered with foam. He rinsed his mouth and said, "Mary, you look so ugly." 'But very cute, ' he thought.

".." Mary glanced at him. 'Forget it, ' she