Chapter 210 Alone With Her (Part One)

William was the first to react. He held Alick lovingly in his arms and said in an imploring tone, "Alick, call me that again!"

"No way! You already heard me," Alick said, his lips curving into a shy smile.

"I want to hear it again please!" Shaking his head, William spoke with a child-like enthusiasm. "One more time, please! One last time, my dear Alick!"

"What about me? I can call again!" Elissa said. She was wearing an indignant expression, hands on her hips, and a slight pout on her full lips. Angrily, she went on, "In fact, I can call in a sweeter tone than Alick. Listen, Dad! Dad! Dad!"

"What a fool!" Alick said, shaking his head and rolling his eyes.

"Haha!" As the scene unraveled in front of Mary, she turned her face away, happy tears filling her eyes.

Barry was watching them, bitterness slithering through him. He hadn't uttered a word since he entered the ward. Standing there, he felt like someone had rubbed salt into his wounds.

Unable to watch it any longer, Barry quietly pushed the door open and left.

William and his two little darlings were busily talking to each other. And Mary walked towards Timothy and asked, "Father, are you okay?"

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watch me while I was asleep, didn't you? You pervert!" Mary exclaimed in disbelief. Shaking her head, she asked, "When? Was it four years ago?"

"Well, yes. But trust me it was an accident." It was William's turn to blush. Once he had woken up in the middle of the night. Turning around, he caught sight of Mary sleeping peacefully. She looked so beautiful, he found himself staring at her. He didn't wish to narrate this incident. After all, it was too embarrassing.

"Really?" Mary asked. After a short pause, she said, "That reminds me, you told me you have waited me for four years. Did you fall in love with me four years ago? I find it hard to believe."

"Hey! Mary, don't distrust me!" Pulling her face towards him, he leaned and kissed her lips.

"Hmm... William...." Mary was startled but she didn't fight him. She couldn't risk hurting his wound. He pressed her on the bed and she let him invade her mouth.

"Yes, I have been in love with you for a long time. Do you take pride in it?" He spoke through gritted teeth. After all, he had waited too long.

"Why would I be proud of it! It's not like you have been faithful to me," she retorted back, unleashing all her pent-up anger.