Chapter 132 I Can't Find Her (Part One)

Outside the airport, orange and red leaves fluttered with the howling wind. A certain chill wrapped around the streets as the people pulled their coats closer to their bodies.

William pushed through the crowd in a hurry. HIs black windbreaker flew to his back, trembling under the cold wind, but his blazing eyes were enough to keep him warm. He glanced at his watch and took a deep breath.

'Mary, wait for me, please...'

He waved around for a taxi. Once the yellow car approached him, he didn't waste any time to get in as he hurriedly slammed the door behind him. "Kylin International," he ordered, his usual indifferent voice wavering as each second passed.

"You got it." The driver nodded and started the car.

"William!" Frank adeptly squeezed through the crowd surrounding the gates of the airport. However, just as he had finally walked out, he could only see a shadowy figure of a man leaving in a taxi.

"William!" he called out again, stumbling down the steps as he tried to reach the car. His breath caught up in his throat, and his other hand waved across the air. "William!"

However, it was already too late. Before he could even make it to the street, the car had already disappeared in a flash.

His screams and shouts had drawn in the attention of multiple passers-by, but the only man he wanted to hear him was already too far gone. His fingers twitched, as his knees threatened to buckle over.

"No..."

he murmured, staring at the disappearing car. He blinked back the tears in his eyes as his other hand clenched tightly into a fist.

They were almost there...

William had almost got on

en, William came barging right in. "Mary?" he called out. "Are you here? Mary!"

"I told you that she wasn't here, didn't I?" Victor stomped behind him impatiently, crossing his arms. He had enough of the man's rudeness. "Now, what the hell happened?"

William went on to search the other rooms but Mary was nowhere to be seen.

"She really isn't here," he murmured to himself.

"Now, can you tell me what's going on?" Victor rubbed his forehead.

"She's not home. She's also not here," William continued to murmur. His hands were already shaking extensively as he struggled to stay calm. "Where could she have gone?"

"What the hell did you do to her? Have you said anything?" Glaring at him, Victor crossed his arms. Mary wouldn't have disappeared like this if something hadn't happened.

"I..." William pursed his lips and looked at Victor. All of a sudden, his eyes became sharp, as he roared, "Why did you send Mary flowers? And that text... Why did you send that text to her? You love her? ! How ridiculous!"

"What? How did you know?" Victor staggered backwards.

"I saw it!" William roared angrily, using every opportunity to step forward and corner him. He sneered. "I advise that you think twice before you even approach her the next time. If you don't know, she's my wife, not yours!"

The other man's face darkened with such intensity. "And you think she loves you?" He poked a finger onto his chest, pushing him back. "Why can't you just let her go?"

"Because I love her!"

William roared exasperatedly as the truth finally tumbled out from his lips. "I love her, okay? I love Mary!"

"You..."