Chapter 105 Diluting Those Wonderful Memories of the Past Year
"Get out!" She exclaimed.
Mary's eyes blazed with anger, a touch of red tinting her beautiful gaze!
What did Matthew take her for?
A tool to vent his emotions?
Fury and shame surged and spread within Mary's heart.
She felt extremely uncomfortable and had no desire for him to touch her.
Matthew's hot breath sprayed Mary's neck, gradually flushing her delicate skin with a light crimson hue that was exceptionally enticing.
Matthew's breath was heavy and deep, his eyes still filled with unresolved desire. When his gaze met her cold and disdainful eyes, all his actions came to a halt.
He seemed somewhat incredulous at what he saw.
How could she despise him?
Wasn't she the one who loved him the most before?
For a moment, their breaths were unsteady and intertwining, failing to evoke any hint of ambiguity, as if stagnant water.
Mary suddenly pushed him away, got up from the bed, and began straightening her clothes, her voice extremely cold. "Matthew, does Laura know you like this? If she knew, would she still love you?"
How could Matthew be so disgusting, wavering between two women?
The Matthew she remembered was not at all like this person.
Not at all!
The Matthew she remembered would never treat her like this.
That Matthew loved her, was gentle and caring, and treated her like a precious gem!
Even when she was unreasonable, he would patiently coax her until she smiled.
However, Matthew had regained his memories which diluted everything that had happened between them over the past year, causing him to forget that he was also Mary's husband.
Now, he only knew himself as Matthew of the Montagu family and the CEO of the DK Group.
He was the Matthew who owed Laura instead of the one who deeply loved Mary.
How ridiculous!
They were clearly the same person.
Mary suppressed her chaotic thoughts and ignored Matthew's cold eyes, walking out of the bedroom directly.
She couldn't continue washing the clothes so that she would buy Robert a new one.
After all, she had money now.
Mary called Robert, her tone filled with self-blame. "Mr. Williams, I'm sorry. I ruined your clothes while washing them. Is it okay if I buy you a new one?"
Robert replied, "Of course, that's fine. Is this the first time you've bought clothes for a man?"
Mary answered, "No."
She had bought many for Matthew, but she had thrown them all away.
Robert chuckled, "I see. That's a shame. But it's okay. As long as it's from you, I'll like it."
Feeling a bit flustered, Mary said, "Mr. Williams, please don't say that. It is my way of making it up to you."
Robert responded, "Sure, whatever you say."
He then asked, "Are you off tomorrow, Saturday?"
Mary replied, "Yes, I'll go shopping tomorrow. Please tell me your size."
Robert joked, "Picking by size is easy, but will it fit me?"
Mary hesitated for a moment and then said, "Are you free tomorrow?"
"Of course," Robert laughed. "If you're buying me clothes, I'll make time even anyway."
Robert's words caught Mary off guard.
However, this matter had to be resolved.
"Alright then, see you tomorrow," Mary said.
"See you tomorrow," Robert replied.
After hanging up, Mary let out a slow breath, and she went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, but only for herself.
Matthew hadn't come out all this time, and she didn't care what he was doing inside.
