Mr. Gatson's Bride Is Back

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Why were you so careless?” The man’s voice was warm yet indifferent.

“Someone pushed me.” Sandra looked at Max resignedly as she restrained her emotions, then turned her head away from him. Max seemed to sense the gaze from behind, and also turned around.

He saw Mary who had just come out from the bathroom.

The moment their eyes met, Mary’s lips seemed to sneer at them although her eyes showed indifference.

Max’s expression faltered.

Around the corner, a warm voice came through, “Mary.” It was John who had come over to look for Mary when he saw that she hadn’t been back for some time.

Mary passed Max and Sandra, when someone called t to her, “Mary, are you dating Liam?”

In Sheares, John’s fame was second only to Max’s. It was a expected that Sandra recognized him.

She smiled and said, “Mr. Liam, you are really considerate of Mary. Even in this short time when she had gone to the washroom, you came all the way to look for her!”

Max’s expression soured. His voice sank, “Don’t talk nonsense.”

Sandra continued with her efforts to complicate the situation. “Max, come on! It’s not nonsense. If I remember correctly, Mr. Liam fancied Mary even from five years back. Am I right, Mr. Liam?”

The air around them froze over.

John’s gaze scanned over Sandra’s hand holding Max’s arm.

He said very frankly, “Yes, I’m courting Mary. And I could say the same for you. Mr. Gaston’s ten-year devotion to Miss White is admirable as always.”

Sandra giggled.

She looked up at Max affectionately. “Yes, meeting Max is one of the greatest blessings of my life. Knowing that I was in a bad mood because of my leg injury, he even got a customized necklace for me.”

“Well, may Mr. Gaston and Miss White have a happy life together.”

As John spoke, he had walked over to Mary.

He looked at her with a gentle gaze. “Mary, I came to see if anything happened since you were taking a while. Are you alright?”

Mary shook her head. “Nothing happened. Let us go back to the room.”

“Let’s.”

Mary was about to leave, when she felt her arm was grabbed form behind by a large hand. As this happened, Sandra’s scream could be heard from below. Max had pulled his arm out of her hold so hard that it caused her fall to the ground.

Mary’s cold gaze met with Max’s deep stare.

Before he could say anything, John had also turned around. In a deep voice he asked, “Mr. Gaston, what are you doing?” He then grabbed Mary’s other arm.

“I have something to discuss with Mary, Mr. Liam. You should head back first.”

Max didn’t look at John, and his eyes were sharply focused on Mary.

Mary laughed coldly, “I don’t remember anything to discuss with you, Mr. Gaston. Please let go of me. You are grabbing me with the very same hand that just held your fiancée. Even if your fiancée does not feel jealous, it makes me sick.”

“Mary.” Max’s eyes instantly darkened.

On the floor, Sandra’s whined, “Max, I can’t get up.”

Max lowered his head and looked at her. His thin and firm lips pressed force and pulled her towards him.

John may have bee afraid of hurting Mary and instinctively let go of her. Or perhaps his hold had not been tight enough.

Pulled by Max, Mary’s wrist slipped out out of his grip.

“Mr. Liam, please take this woman to the hospital,” Max said as he pulled Mary along with him and left.

John’s expression suddenly turned stern. He wanted to go after Max to stop him, but his pants had been grabbed by Sandra on the floor.

“Mr. Liam, could you please…”

Max pulled Mary into the private room where he had been.

He said to Gordon, who was sitting at the round table, “Gordon, step back for a moment.”

Today at noon, it was Gordon who had called Max to come to 1587. To his surprise, he had run into Sandra. Max then took the coincidental chance to gave Sandra the necklace he had customized.

Gordon’s eyes swept over Max and Mary.

He got up and graciously gave them their space, “I’ll head back to the police station now. Please take your time and make yourself comfortable.” He then strode out of the private room.

“Max, let go of me.” Mary was unable to break free, so she stomped on Max’s foot in her wore high heels. For good measure, she stepped down again, harder this time.

A sharp look of pain flashed through Max’s handsome face, and a muffled grunt escaped from his thin lips.

The next second, he pushed her against the back of the door, roughly pinched open her small mouth and kissed her lips fiercely.

Mary’s brain went into overdrive for a moment.

Coming back to her senses, she began to struggle again. In the end, she bit down on his lips.

The man paused his actions and licked the sweetness off his lips. Then he kissed her again, sending the taste into her small mouth forcefully. He didn’t part from Mary’s red and swollen lips until she was breathless.

Max’s gloomy eyes locked on hers, and his hoarse voice was laced with disdain, “From now on, stay away from John.”

Mary gritted her teeth, “Who do you think you are to meddle in my business?”

Max suddenly laughed.

But there was an unfathomable cold in his eyes, “We’ll have to get married then. When we’re husband and wife, I shall have the right to prevent you from getting close other men.”

Mary sneered, “I’m a clean freak.”

Those words provoked Max’s anger once again.

His dark eyes were fixed on Mary’s mocking and indifferent face, and he said, enunciating word by word, “Alright… I’ll do as you wish. I will marry Sandra as scheduled.”

He let go of her hand.

Just when Mary thought he had finally given up, he spoke again, “But you’re not allowed to be with other men. From that night five years ago, you were meant to be with me.”

“…”

Max let go of Mary, turned around, and walked towards the other side of the round table. As he did so, he threw out the bait, “Whether it’s the person who did that to you five years ago, or your father’s car accident fifteen years ago, I can help you find out the truth about everything. This is as long as you stay by my side obediently.”

Mary wavered at what he said, and dropped her hand that had gripped the door handle. She closed her eyes and thought about what she had come back for.

When he reminded her of her objective, she knew she could not simply part ways with him.

She turned towards him and stared at Max’s back, thinking, “He does know about the accident that killed my father…”

The adoption that year was not about keeping the promise he made to her mother either.

Max didn’t turn around. He seemed pretty sure of himself.

He pulled out a chair and sat down, and heard Mary’s voice behind him, “I’ll give you the answer after your wedding to Sandra.”

“Come and eat first.”

He was answered by Mary leaving the room and sound of the slamming door.

John and Sandra were standing outside the door.

Upon seeing the abnormal flush on Mary’s face and her red lips, Sandra’s eyes flashed with bone-chilling hatred.

John’s his black eyes narrowed coldly, glanced at the room behind her and said in a low tone, “Mary…”

“I’m fine.”

Mary interrupted John’s words of concern, and went back to the next room to pick up her bag. She said to John who followed behind her, “John, I have to go first. Take your time to dine.”

“Mary, I’ll see you off.”

John grabbed her hand, but immediately let go of her when he saw the paleness of her face.

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In the other room, Sandra walked up to Max and called to him.

“Max.”

Then her face went pale at the sight of his bitten lip. With reddened eyes, she said, “Max, you and Mary…”

Max gave her an chillingly indifferent glance and said calmly, “I forced a kiss on Mary..”