Chapter 86 Midnight Talk

When Mary and William returned to their bedroom that night, the chemistry between the two was a little different.

"Well, you can take the bed and I sleep on the floor," Mary said awkwardly.

"Why don't we just share the bed?" said William.

"Are you joking?" Mary quickly took a step back, gripping her collar with her hands. Her face was red and she said, "I'm not sharing a bed with you! You rascal!"

"Ahem..." William looked at her with a smile and said, "You think I am joking, but..."

"But what?"

"You see, there is no heating at this season." William raised his eyebrows at her and continued, "If you sleep on the floor, you will catch a cold easily."

"Yes, even that would be better than having you, the source of the infection, lying right next to me." Mary rested her hands on her hips, quickly fishing out a quilt from the closet and angrily said, "Are you trying to take revenge on me?"

"Revenge for what?"

"The words I said to you in the com

ry.

"…… That's just your own impression of guys like us."

"Then what do you think of me? Will you treat me as a woman? Because in my eyes, you are a man," said Mary.

"I am a man. We are just like normal people. Anyway don't overthink with your poor little brain." William dismissed her.

"I don't know a lot, so I like to think about things a lot. I heard that you and Frank grew up together. Is that true?" Mary asked.

"Yes."

"It must have been Frank who took the initiative."

"What makes you say that?"

"A woman's intuition. You're the type to keep away from strangers. If Frank hadn't taken the initiative, I'm afraid that you would have been trying to come up with a decision all your life. Right?" Mary was sure of her analysis.

"You are right again."

"That's reasonable." Mary wrapped herself in the quilt again and said, "On second thought, when the day comes that you have a showdown with your father, I will definitely be on your side."