Chapter 11


    “A misunderstanding?” Vivian’s words had merely served to infuriate Fabian. His voice soared, as he


    soon pinched her chin.


    He was exerting so much force upon it that Vivian’s face had started to contort in pain.


    “What misunderstanding? In my opinion, you’d seen that the broke bloke from two years ago had


    suddenly struck his pot of gold, bing a Chief Editor.


    Hence, since you’vee to regret your decision, you’ve decided to im that this was all merely a


    misunderstanding, right?”


    Upon uttering such words, a vicious glint shed across Fabian’s eyes. He jerked Vivian’s face towards


    him as he warned her, “Vivian, let me tell you this. | am


    no longer the gullible man that | had used to be.”


    Gazing at his familiar face, which was currently full of resentment and hatred, all Vivian could feel was


    She had wanted to exin herself. However, she found that she could not bear to utter a single word in


    her defense.


    What else is there to exin?


    If he were truly willing to believe me, why would he have left back then, without even informing me as


    much?”


    Before all else, he has alreadye to believe that | am merely a gold-digger; someone who is ready


    to betray him for money, at any given point in time.


    Also, even if he were to believe my exnation, so what?


    | am someone else’s wife now. Furthermore, | am no longer my past self. We’ll never be able to return


    to the past...


    At such a thought, Vivian tried her utmost best to suppress the tears that had threatened to escape her.


    In doing so, she took a deep breath as she abruptly


    raised her head.


    “Fabian,” she uttered softly, her tone surprisingly calm. “You are right. What happened that year is


    exactly as you’ve thought it to be. However, you’ve got


    something wrong. Currently, | don’t want to be in a rtionship with you. Having a position as the Chief


    Editor, or even a CEO, this has nothing to do with me.”


    Upon uttering herst sentence, Vivian soon felt a sharp sensation across her chin. Evidently, Fabian


    was pinching her forcefully, his grip strengthening.


    However, to her utter surprise, he decided to fling her away in the next instance.


    Staggering backward, Vivian was quick to steady herself against the wall with an arm. Raising her head


    to nce at him, she caught sight of Fabian ring at


    her coldly. The disdain and hatred in his eyes were like daggers, piercing through her heart.


    ! should allow it to hurt. It''ll certainly be a better alternative than getting myself entangled with him.


    Hence, she justifiably suppressed her tears as she quickly announced, “If there’s nothing else, I''ll be


    taking my leave now.”


    With that, she made a brief departure from the office, without even daring to steal another glimpse at


    Fabian.


    Bolting out of the magazinepany, Vivian soon reached its ground level. However, she soon came


    to realize that it was pouring heavily outside. To her utter


    misfortune, she discovered that she had left her umbre in the office.


    Even while faced with such a circumstance, Vivian found that she was simply not courageous enough


    to go back, to retrieve her umbre. As she was aware


    that Fabian might have still been in his office, she did not dare to return.


    fam such a coward.


    Watching as the rain poured from the sky, Vivian sought to hail a cab. Unfortunately, with the


    Vivian found that it was nearly impossible to find a cab. The cab-hailing application was malfunctioning


    as well. Ultimately, she had no choice but to harden her


    resolve, as she covered her head with her bag and sprinted towards the train station.


    Completely drenched, she had to squeeze herself in, with the othermuters on the train. She was


    hoping that the rain would have stopped by then, but it


    seemed as though God was trying to torment her too. The thunderstorm outside red on, showing no


    signs of stopping.


    Still unsessful in her futile attempt to hail a cab, Vivian had no choice but to wait by the train station.


    She soon recalled a past memory, from two years ago, on a night that had a simr thunderstorm. /t


    was a night where she had lost the thing that was the


    most precious to her...


    Soon after, she lost Fabian, the man whom she thought would apany her for a lifetime.


    The sense of despair that she had felt two years ago was like a parasite, invading her initially numb


    heart.


    Vivian could not help but wrap her arms around her body, squatting down as she curled herself into a


    ball.


    Cold...


    It’s so cold...


    She was so cold that her body had begun to shiver uncontrobly, just as it had throughout the night,


    two years ago...


    On the verge of being engulfed by such memories and painful emotions, Vivian soon caught a glimpse


    of a wheelchair and a pair of long legs, suddenly


    appearing before her very two eyes.


    Stunned, Vivian’s head snapped up. She saw Finnick in front of her, while Noah held an umbre up


    beside him.


    Due to the pouring rain, his handsome face became a blurred image. Nheless, his cold aura was


    still evidently noticeable. Although he was wheelchair-


    bound, his current appearance was like an angel’s descent to Earth. The sadness that Vivian had felt


    suddenly dissipated.


    Vivian’s eyshes fluttered.


    Finnick?


    “Why are you here?” Finnick lowered his head and stared at Vivian, who was squatting down on the


    ground. For a reason unbeknownst, a hint of fury soon


    crept into his voice. “Were you drenched by the rain?”


    It was at that moment when Vivian finally returned to her senses.


    Flustered, she attempted to stand up. However, her vision suddenly went ck, as she soon lost


    consciousness.


    In a panic, Finnick quickly grabbed hold of Vivian, as he tried to steady her.


    When he felt that the woman in his arms was abnormally warm, his gaze turned solemn. As his stare


    a murderous glint shed across his eyes.


    “Let’s return home.” The brief change in his expression was fleeting. Finnick soon resumed his usual


    indifferent expression. Hugging Vivian, he wheeled his


    wheelchair towards the ck Bentley that was parked at the side.


    Finnick’s car was parked at a hidden corner beside the train station. Due to thebined weight of


    both himself and Vivian, Finnick discovered that the


    Property belongs to N?vel(D)r/ama.Org.


    wheelchair could not move as smoothly as it had before.


    “Mr. Norton.” Noah could not help but offer, “Allow me to provide you some assistance.”


    “There’s no need for that.” Without a moment of hesitation, Finnick instantly refused his offer. He then


    adjusted Vivian’s position in his arms, carrying her, as he


    directly rose from the wheelchair...


    The room was pitch-ck.


    Hot...


    So hot...


    It’s so hot that | feel as though | am burning...


    Moaning in utter difort, Vivian suddenly found that she was being ced down, as something cold


    was soon pressed against her skin.


    Vivian greedily tried to hug the cold object. However, she suddenly heard a man’s heavy panting.


    Something is amiss!


    Only then did Vivian’s muddled mind be clearer. As she tried her best to open her eyes, the blurry


    image of a man entered her vision.


    She struggled hard, to push the man who was looming above her. Unfortunately, he would not budge at


    all, as if he was a massive mountain.


    “Ouch!”