Chapter 70 Drinks Under The Moon

With a "click", the doorknob was turned.

Holding the bags of food in one hand, William walked in. When he saw the stern expression on Mary's face as she read the document, he raised his eyebrows and said, "You're so serious. Haven't you finished reading yet?"

"You are looking down on me." Mary snorted.

"Get here and have your dinner," said William with a smile.

Mary took a look at him before slowly walking over. She then asked unnaturally, "Why did you come back so late?"

"Did you miss me?"

"I missed the food." Mary glanced at William and took the food from his hand. Bringing it to her nose, she uttered inebriated, "It smells so good!"

After putting her mouth-watering dinner on the bar counter, Mary started to eat anxiously.

"Will you eat all this by yourself?" William asked with his hand in his pocket. He looked at Mary with amusement.

"Hmm?" She turned to look at him and asked with her mouth full, "Haven't you eaten yet?"

"Yes, I have." Taking off his suit jacket, William walked around the bar counter and pulled out a bottle of wine with two glasses. Pouring the liquid, he added, "But I'm not full."

"Your eyes must have got distracted by something more attractive," Mary said, cutting a piece of meat rather forcefully. "So, you forgot to eat?"

"I'm never interested in women." William smiled innocently.

"What if it's a man?" Mary cast a dismissive glance at him.

Angry, William picked up the meat on the table and deliberately ignored her.

"How considerate of you," Mary continued to say, more disdainful now.

"I paid for it." William's voice was calm yet domineering.

In that case, she had to give in since William had indeed bought

t. She was sleeping as soundly as a kitten.

'If I hadn't tempted you with my money, made you marry me, and involved you in all that came with it, you wouldn't have drunk so much, would you?' he thought to himself.

The clock on the wall ticked. As the hours passed, the person on the bed was still soundly sleeping while the man sitting on the bedside remained there in silence for a long time.

The morning early spread its first rays over the sea. By the time the sun made its way into the hotel room, some laughter from afar woke Mary up.

"Ouch... My head hurts." Battling to rise from the bed, Mary felt her head and body aching everywhere. There was no shade of doubt that she had a hangover. The only problem was that she didn't remember much of last night. Going through the past events in her mind, she recalled a lot of drinking, heading to the balcony to drink some more, looking at the moon...

While Mary was struggling to fill the blanks in her memory, a "click" on the door interrupted her thoughts as William came in with a bright smile on his face. "Good morning!"

"Well... Good morning," Mary replied in a daze. Noticing that he seemed to be in a good mood, Mary looked at his clothes and asked, "You went out for a run today?"

"Yes. The weather is good. I just ran along the coast for a while." William wiped his sweat from his face with a towel and said, "I'm going to wash myself now. The breakfast is ready, so don't take too long to get up. We're going to hang out today."

"Oh, okay." Mary's brain was slow to react that morning. It was not until William closed the door behind him that she finally processed his words.

'What? Hang out?' she thought, alarmed.