Chapter 321 My Head Itches
Mary's face went blank for a sec, then she shot him a grateful look. "Robert, thanks. I wish you were my real brother."
Robert kept quiet.
A flicker of frustration flashed in his dreamy eyes!
'When did I become just a brother to her? What do I gotta do?' Robert ran his hand through his hair, clearly annoyed.
Seeing this, Mary quickly asked, "Robert, what's up?"
Robert lowered his head, grabbing his hair with both hands, and mumbled, "My head itches."
Mary's mouth twitched slightly.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Robert dropped his hand, his face going back to its usual chill look.
The door opened, and the butler showed up, looking super stressed. "Mr. Williams, there are a lot of people outside."
Robert raised an eyebrow. "Who?"
The butler said, "It's Matthew Montagu!"
Robert let out a light scoff and turned to Mary. "He's probably here for you. Wanna go back with him?"
Mary frowned.
She knew he'd show up eventually.
But she really didn't wanna see him!
She just wanted a divorce!
Mary looked at Robert and asked, "Robert, got another way out of here?"
Robert said, "You gonna run again? How long can you keep this up?"
Mary lowered her eyes and said, "But I don't wanna see him right now."
"Then leave it to me," Robert stood up and walked out, saying as he went, "You just get some rest. Don't worry about anything else."
Mary said, "But how can I just...?"
"Alright, didn't you say I was like your real brother? Then listen to me." Robert walked to the door and looked back at her.
Mary felt super grateful.
Robert had really helped her out so many times.
She didn't even know how to pay him back.
Outside the villa, a dozen cars were lined up on the road.
Dozens of black-clad bodyguards got out and surrounded the place.
Matthew sat in the car, a cold and stern look on his handsome face.
Mary stayed here for a night! A violent emotion surged in Matthew's chest, and his grip on the steering wheel tightened.
Sam stood beside him and said, "Mr. Montagu, no one's come out."
Matthew started the car and rammed it into the villa's gate!
A loud crash followed, and the gate got all bent out of shape!
The servants inside the villa looked terrified.
Robert came down from upstairs, his mind filled with contempt as he surveyed the chaos. 'Matthew's got a real bad temper. Mary should stay away from him ASAP.'
After dealing with the mess outside, he decided to have a good talk with Mary.
Robert walked out of the villa and stood at the entrance, just in time to see the car ramming into his gate again.
This time, the gate couldn't take it and got busted open!
The car stopped just 10 inches away from hitting Robert!
Gasps of shock were heard all around.
But Robert's handsome and devilish face stayed cool. "Matthew, you're quite the rude one."
Matthew opened the car door, exuding a bone-chilling coldness, and walked up to him, asking coldly, "Where's Mary?"
Robert said, "I don't know."
Matthew's face darkened, and he headed straight into the villa.
But Robert reached out and stopped him.
