Chapter 49 Pregnancy Scare

His slender fingers danced across the piano's black and white keys and the corners of his mouth curved up in pleasure. William glanced up at Mary from time to time, with a gaze so gentle it could melt a heart.

He played the song "River Flows in You".

This particular piece of music was her ringtone and so she was quite familiar with it.

She had not expected him to play it, let alone play it so well.

He looked so handsome and strong, like a prince.

Mary stood a few steps away, looking on at him with yearning, expectation and even surprise, but she did not make a move.

Everyone in the studio stopped what they were doing, quietly taking in the picturesque scene unfolding before them. Director Cui saw this as the perfect opportunity to start filming and took it. He got the camera ready and silently began shooting.

William shook slightly, his eyes half closed as he appeared deep in some sort of trance, right until he played the very last note.

He turned his head to Mary and stood with a bright smile emerging on his face, "Mary, come here."

His voice was bewitching and enchanted Mary, who unconsciously walked up to him.

"Did that sound good?" William asked innocently.

"Yeah," Mary nodded. "It was great." Her voice was soft and tender and they spoke to each other as if they were the only ones in the universe.

William smiled happily, like a kid in a candy store, and took Mary in his arms. "As long as you like it," he said with his eyes closed as he pulled her into him, holding her tight.

Hugging him was still so intoxicating.

Mary wrapped her arms around his slim waist and indulged herself in his warm embrace, unwilling to wake up from this dream she was now in.

She had thought he was simply playing the piano, but then she noticed the camera out o

shed into a nearby restroom with the pregnancy test stick in hand.

William waited, leaning against the car door and smoking. He had never imagined that just a few minutes could be so difficult to endure. He had burnt through three cigarettes already and still no Mary.

Even if she didn't hate him for it, if she were pregnant, he'd feel guilty for the rest of his life.

When he lifted his head again, he saw Mary walking out of the restroom with an indescribable expression on her face.

Even his cigarette hand trembled now. Was she actually pregnant?

"What does it say?" William asked through a hoarse voice.

"I'm not pregnant." Mary breathed a sigh of relief.

"Really?" William asked.

"Yes."

"Okay..." William exhaled heavily and said, "That's great," through his breath.

"Yes, it is," Mary said, allowing herself a smile as well.

On the way back, William was noticeably more relaxed and Mary's faint smile still lingered.

"William," Mary said all of a sudden, a serious look in her eyes.

"What's the matter?" asked William with raised eyebrows.

"Who on earth is it you're holding in your heart? Why don't you marry her?" Mary had to ask the questions that had been bothering her all this time, she could no longer hold them in.

"Why do you..." William was a little surprised, he had not thought she had seen that in him.

"Yes, I'm a little careless," Mary admitted with a sweet smile. "But I'm not stupid. No matter how well you try to hide it, it still creeps through the cracks."

"So you can tell." William seemed to be sighing.

"What sort of person is she?"

"A good woman, but I can't marry her."

"I guess so." Mary then closed her eyes and kept silent the rest of the way.

William squinted and smiled bitterly, staring at the road ahead.