Chapter 12


    Momentarily, a sharp pang of pain struck her, causing her to shriek out in pain.


    Just then, the man forced himself upon her aggressively, time and time again.


    Pain, hatred, and humiliation threatened to tear Vivian apart. She had wanted to resist him, but she


    was far too weak to defend herself from his


    advances. Hence, her only choice was to endure it ail...


    After going through what had seemed like a limitless expanse of darkness and pain, Vivian’s


    surroundings suddenly shifted.


    Now, she was surrounded by a thunderstorm, as a distant thunder boomed.


    Her bodypletely bruised, Vivian dragged herself along the streets. She wrapped her tattered


    clothes tightly around herself as she staggered around in the


    rain. Holding her phone, she frantically dialed a number, over and over again.


    Fabes...


    Fabes, where are you?


    l’m so scared. Come and save me quickly...


    Unfortunately, no matter how many times she had called him, all she could hear was a cold,


    mechanical voice, “Sorry, the number that you have dialed is busy.


    Please try againter.”


    At longst, unable to endure her suffering any longer, Vivian copsed in the rain...


    Looking at Vivian, who was currently breaking out in a cold sweat, Finnick could not help but frown. He


    turned his gaze to the doctor, who was by his side, and


    asked, “Is she truly alright?”


    “Don''t worry, Mr. Norton. She has merely caught a fever because of the cold. As of now, she’s probably


    having a nightmare.”


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    Upon hearing his reassuring words, Finnick soon appeared relieved.


    As soon as the doctor made his leave, Finnick turned his gaze towards Vivian, who was extremely


    pale. About to touch her forehead, Finnick was surprised,


    when he saw that her body had started to quiver,


    “Vivian?” Finnick could not help but furrow his brows again. “Are you alright?”


    Evidently, Vivian was still in an unconscious daze. Her cracked lips parted slightly, as a string of words


    escaped her lips.


    A slight frown soon made its way to Finnick’s face. Bending down to some extent, he soon heard the


    words that Vivian was mumbling.


    “Fabes... Save me... Where are you? Fabes... Please believe me...”


    Fabes?


    Finnick sat up straight, as a dangerous glint shed in his eyes.


    it’s that man’s name again.


    He stared at Vivian who was on the bed. Although her face was ashen and sickly, it did nothing to


    conceal her beauty. This was especially apparent, as he


    gazed at her fluttering eyes. Finnick had never seen her disy such vulnerability before.


    He mulled over it for a while.


    Now that he had thought about it, this woman had always acted in a rather careful manner. She was


    distant, right from the beginning, when he had first met


    her. She had never once depended on him. In fact, she probably never intended to do so.


    Yet, she seemed as if she was filled with fondness and trust, for the man called Fabes.


    He had given Noah instructions to investigate Vivian''s past. As Noah was a man of great efficiency, he


    soon summarized the y of events of everything that


    had happened to Vivian.


    For instance, Finnick knew that she had a memorable first love. However, even as such, she had still


    broken up with her first love, two years ago. Although he


    had never checked her first love''s name and background, it appeared as though the person was


    named Fabes.


    Finnick began to feel extremely gloomy, upon that thought, for reasons unbeknownst to him.


    At that moment, Vivian abruptly opened her eyes.


    Suppressing his emotions, Finnick lowered his head and stared at her. “Are you okay?”


    Vivian blinked. Only then did she realize that she was lying in a room in the vi, with an IV drip


    attached to her hand.


    “Were you the one who had fetched me back home?” asked Vivian, her throat feeling parched.


    “Yeah,” Finnick replied nonchntly as he handed a cup of warm water over to her.


    “Thank you.” Vivian epted it as she soon began to sip on the water.


    When Finnick took note of the usual distant and polite expression that had returned to Vivian''s face, he


    inexplicably felt a sense of frustration.


    “Vivian.” Finnick abruptly asked, “Who is Fabes?”


    “Ahem!”


    Vivian had never expected Finnick to suddenly ask her such a question. Hence, she began choking on


    her water as she coughed violently.


    “Be careful.” Inparison to how flustered Vivian was, Finnick remained calm, as he patted her back.


    Panicking, Vivian looked up and saw Finnick gazing at her. She could sense that his gaze hadnded


    on her bruised chin.


    It’s rather ring.


    Finnick quickly took out an ointment from the medical kit on the bedside table. He squeezed some out


    onto his hand and applied it to Vivian''s bruised chin.


    Vivian felt a cool sensation on her chin. However, she soon nced at Finnick warily as she asked


    hesitatingly, “How do you know Fabes?”


    “You had yelled his name while you were dreaming.”


    Vivian was stunned. Only then did she remember that she had dreamt about the incident that had


    happened two years ago, all while in her sleep.


    A despondent look crept into her eyes. Before Vivian could think of an answer, Finnick slowly


    interrupted her.


    “Vivian, | don’t care about your past. Nevertheless, | do hope that you’ll understand that you are my


    wife now. | don’t like my woman yelling another man’s


    name.”