Chapter 37 Powerless

The next morning, William drove Mary to another house, far from the hustle and bustle of the city. He was going to pick up Lucas. When she looked around, she saw the area was full of villas.

"That's where I live," said William. He pointed at a villa and said, "Lucas and his family moved out of the country. He is currently living in my house."

"Oh, I see." Mary looked out of the window and followed his finger to the home he pointed at.

It had a red brown roof and white walls, surrounded by green trees. He had what looked like a swing on the porch. It was her husband's home, but she could only see it from a distance. Mary's heart hurt to think of it.

Lucas came out of the villa in high spirits and said to William, "You got here early."

"Cut the crap. Get in the car."

"You're not in a good mood. Got up on the wrong side of the bed?" Lucas teased. Seeing Mary sitting quietly in the back seat, he quickly smiled and said, "I want to sit with Mary."

"Sit up here."

"No," said Lucas. "And what I do is none of your business!" Lucas smiled defiantly and opened the back door.

Mary moved over to let him in.

Along the way, Lucas kept talking. He was a regular chatterbox.

"Hey Mary. Where'd you go to college?"

"Oh, Z University."

"Wow! One of the top universities. I'm jealous," Lucas said with a smile. "No wonder you're so graceful."

"Thank you." Mary smiled. She knew that Lucas was flattering her. He was in classes with William, and how could William's college be ordinary?

"William was quite the ladies' man in colleg

t had been ripped out.

Mary was the same now. It was useless to say anything to her.

"William," said Mary with swollen eyes. "Tell her. Tell my mother that we're married, okay?"

"Yeah. I can do that," William nodded.

"I want to show her our wedding photos after they get developed."

"Okay. Hey, don't be too sad," said William after a pause.

"Yeah," said Mary with a faint smile. "I still have a few months left. I can make the most of the time she has. I'll visit her every day."

Because she had to face the fact that her mother would die in the end, Mary was not in a good mood these days, but she was still calm in front of other people. Looking at Mary, William also felt uncomfortable.

Mary visited the hospital almost every day. Her mother knew that she was weak and powerless, so she was worried about her daughter.

When Mary's mother woke up, she asked, "William proposed to me. Mom, do you think I should say yes?"

Mary's mom held her hand and nodded slightly. "I was hoping this day would finally come. And now it has. I'm happy for you, Mary."

"As long as you're happy, Mom." Mary laid her head on her mother's chest, tears pouring from her eyes. "Do you still hate my father?"

"Of course. Why wouldn't I? But if he still hung around, we'd both be sad. I'll just forget him," Mary's mom said, fondling her hair.

Mary's heart twitched when she heard this. Her father had given up their relationship for more than 20 years, but her mother was able to boil things down to a few words. Then, what was this so-called love?