Love Contract

In the washroom, Mary whispered to William, "Don't be rude at the dinner table later. Aunt Amy knew you were sick, so she specially prepared some light dishes for you. She's really nice to you." "You're feeling great now, aren't you?" William stared at her and shook the water off his hands. The water sprinkled onto Mary's face.

"What the hell, William!" Mary scowled and covered her face, but she saw that William was already heading to the table.

Mary quickly hurried to the table. "Wow, it smells amazing!"

"Just eat it." Aunt Amy doted on Mary like she was her own daughter.

"Okay, Aunt Amy, you have some too!"

"Thank you, Mary." Aunt Amy nodded. After a little hesitation, she eventually grabbed a spoon, and filled a bowl of wax gourd soup for William. "William, you still have a cold. Light soup might be better for you."

Mary was so worried, she hoped that William would not throw his chopsticks and walk away.

"Fine." William nodded. He looked at his stepmother and said, "Thank you, Aunt Amy. Let's eat."

Pop!

The meatball in Mary's hand suddenly fell into her bowl. Mary looked at him in surprise.

Aunt Amy also couldn't believe what she had heard. Her eyes were filled with tears. William had never spoken to her nicely. Why would he say thanks to her today? Was it just her imagination? Timothy didn't expect it as well. He looked at Aunt Amy and saw the tears in her eyes. He patted her hand to comfort her. "Let's eat. The food is starting to get cold."

"Yes, okay," said Aunt Amy, quietly wiping her tears away. "It's time to eat."

Mary lowered her head as she snickered at William in secret.

William felt that she was staring at him, so he immediately looked at her.

Mary seized the opportunity and gave him two thumbs up. "You're awesome!" she mouthed.

He just stared at her in contempt. Then William picked up a chicken foot and threw it into Mary's bowl and said, "I noticed that your hand just cramped. So, I thought you might want a chicken foot." "Thank you!" Mary gritted her teeth and forced a smile.

"Mary, you should eat more," said Aunt Amy with a bigger smile on her face. "You're skinny. And William, you're so busy all day long. You need to eat good food!"

"Aunt Amy's cooking is delicious! I'm definitely going to eat more." Mary flashed a grin.

"That's because you don't know how to cook," William interjected as he sipped some soup. "You should take this opportunity to eat more." 'You damned idiot...'

Mary blushed and muttered, "I know how to cook potatoes... How can you say that?"

"Ha ha..."

Timothy laughed heartily, while Aunt Amy snickered along.

When he saw that the two of them were laughing, William chuckled. He felt that this kind of atmosphere was not so bad.

All the lights were on, everyone felt warm, the children and parents were happy, maybe this was how it felt to be a family!

"Mary, will you watch TV with me?" Aunt Amy said to Mary after they finished eating.

"I'd be glad to!" Mary nodded as she chewed a few pieces of orange. The oranges were sour... "I'll be heading upstairs." William stood up.

"Ah, why do you want to go up so early?" Mary stared at him.

William covered his mouth and coughed, his eyes sweeping across everyone in the room.

Although Mary was the one who asked, Timothy and Aunt Amy were the ones who were disappointed.

"William is sick. It would be best for him to go upstairs and get some rest," Aunt Amy said with a forced smile.

"I guess that's fair." Timothy nodded.

"You can't stay in the room all the time." Mary stood up and pulled William's sleeve. "Stay with me for a while?"

"I haven't taken my medicine yet," William sighed.

His compromise cheered Mary up. She pulled him to sit down and said, "I'll get you some water and medicine. Stay here and talk to Aunt Amy and Father." "Fine." William groaned and reluctantly sat on the sofa.

Aunt Amy quickly stared at William with loving eyes.

Mary bounced away, and when she was on the stairs, she peeked at the 'family' sitting awkwardly together.

It would be nice if they could be this harmonious all the time, wouldn't it?

"OK, let's play the next game. Now there are three guests and we still need two more audiences. Do you want to play the game?"

"Be close to your idol. Okay, the audience in the third row on the left..."

William sat in the corner of the sofa, watching the variety show on the TV. "This show was chosen by Mary, right?"

"That's right." Aunt Amy smiled as she heard William's words. "It's funny. It's her favorite show."

"Okay." William nodded. Although, he had no interest in these boring shows.

"Here you are," said Mary as she passed the medicine to William. "Take it."

William took the medicine and put it into his mouth. He took a sip of water and swallowed it.

He had slender neck and a perfect jawline. Mary could not take her eyes away from him.

"What are you looking at?" William said to Mary after taking the medicine.

"Ah, nothing, it's nothing." As soon as Mary came to her senses, she took his glass, picked up the half orange she had just left on the table, and broke it into two pieces. "The orange could neutralize the medicine's odor."

William chucked the orange into his mouth without a second thought.

Ha ha... Mary was waiting for William to make a fool of himself and was ready to laugh, but she was disappointed when she saw him chew a few times and swallow the orange without any reaction. "What? What's wrong with you?" stammered Mary, pointing at him.

"What about me?" William turned around, puzzled by her question.

"Never mind!" Mary shook her head, she was even more confused than William. She picked up the remaining half of the orange and put it into her mouth. Did her sense of taste malfunction or something? "Ah, bah, it's so sour!" Even Mary's face turned sour after eating the orange.

"What's wrong?" Aunt Amy asked with concern.

"Nothing, I just ate the orange." Mary waved her hand, but she saw William was snickering on the side.

She saw an annoying smile on his face. She was tricked again! Damned cunning boss!

After the variety show was over, William stood up and said, "It's time to go to bed."

"Well, it's getting late." Timothy looked at the time.

"That's right. William and Mary you can go upstairs first," Aunt Amy added.

"Then we're leaving now." William looked at them one more time before heading to the stairs.

"Aunt Amy, Father, good night." Mary bowed her head to them and followed William upstairs.

"The two kids look like a perfect match." Aunt Amy continued, "Such a serious man like William would even joke with Mary around!"

"You're right." Timothy nodded and looked at them. For some reason, he felt a little worried.

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