Chapter 117 Ski Resort (Part Two)

"No, don't say that," the young coach said modestly.

William gazed at the coach. When he looked down and saw him holding Mary's waist, his expression turned cold and his eyes fumed with rage.

'How is it possible for this man to give off cold air that is colder than the ski resort?'

the young coach asked under his breath. When he looked up and saw that William was staring at his hands, he immediately understood and quickly let go of Mary.

"Ah!" Mary didn't expect him to let go of her so she lost her balance and was about to fall into the snow.

"Idiot!"

With a low growl, William reached out his hand to catch Mary and held her in his arms.

"Well..." The young coach scratched his nose and suddenly realized that Mr. Lan was jealous!

"Whoa! That was scary..." Mary shook off the snow on her chest.

"You're very clumsy. I think it's best that you stop learning how to ski. It's a waste of time!" William thought of her bright smile while the coach was teaching her. It made him furious

'She wanted to see me ski, but she flirted with the coach! Damn it!'

"No, no. I've already made it this far." Mary shook her head. "I'm learning very fast."

"Then I'll teach you." William straightened her back. "Don't slack off!"

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making her unable to resist.

"No..." All of a sudden, Frank's face popped up in her mind. Mixed emotions of both shame and anger flowed through her. She then kicked William out of bed without hesitation.

"Damn it!"

William was so immersed in it that when Mary kicked him, he hadn't anticipated it and fell down. It was so humiliating. "Ouch!

What are you doing? Why'd you kick me?" Turning on the light, William glared at Mary.

"I should be the one asking you."

"I..."

"Don't mess with me anymore!" Mary shut her eyes and shouted. "I'm just your contract wife, not your sex partner!"

"Mary..."

"I know you're going to Norway soon. I don't want to do this with you, okay? Just go away!" Mary buried her head in her knees, tears streaming from her eyes. She sobbed. "Don't touch me..."

Norway...

Hearing that, William looked down. He had nothing left to say. What happened to him?

"You should just go to sleep." William spoke after a few minutes. He then walked out the room.

Mary lay on the bed silently. After William had shut the door, she faced the corner of the room and wept.

William aimlessly looked out the window as the snow started pouring down. Tossing and turning in his bed, he felt like he was punched in the gut.