Looking at Mary, William was moving closer and closer. He was about to kiss her.
"Ring, ring, ring..."
Just then, a sharp ringtone shattered the silence, not to mention the romantic moment.
"Damn it..." William cursed in his heart. Damn it! He had an impulse to kiss Mary, and then was interrupted by a phone call! He wanted to hunt down the jerk who ruined the moment!
With her mouth slightly agape, Mary watched William stand up. He didn't look happy. And that was when she came to her senses.
She hurriedly stood up to clear the detritus from their lunch off the table and prepared to make a quick exit.
"Hello?" William said coldly.
"What's wrong, William?" Frank's voice came from the other end of the line. "You sound upset. Someone made you angry?"
"Frank!" As soon as William heard Frank's voice, he changed his tone of voice. "I'm not angry. Why are you calling?"
Mary paused.
Yes, how could she forget how William broke up with his father? How he left her behind and rushed off to Japan? Everything he did was for Frank! How could she forget? That was burned into her brain. How could she forget?
Maybe that was why he was in a good mood?
For a moment, the anger and hurt hidden in her heart surged up.
"You're back? So y
idn't give her a chance.
"Let's go, Mary," Frank said. "William said I could crash at your place tonight. Since he's graciously allowed me to do this, I'll fix dinner. What do you want to eat?"
Hearing this, Mary was astonished.
"What's wrong? You don't look happy, Mary." Staring at her, Frank continued, "I don't want to go back to my own home. And I don't have anywhere else to go, so... I'm hoping I'm not too much trouble?"
"No—"
Before she could finish, William opened his mouth.
"No!" William looked at Mary coldly. "I bought the house. I say who stays there. If you don't like it, you can find somewhere else to live."
"But..." Frank wanted to say something more, but William insisted.
William had said her name was on the property ownership certificate, but now it seemed he changed his mind. Mary was so angry she wished she could bite him.
"Let's go." William shot Mary an icy glance, as if he would kill her on the spot if she said no.
Later, the result was, of course, that Mary got into his car as he wished.
The back seat was so spacious.
Mary laughed at herself. The two men were laughing, joking in front of her. They didn't pay any attention to her at all. She didn't know why they wanted her to ride with them.