Chapter 36


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    Vivian turned around and saw that Finnick had returned.


    Finnick was standing there. His figure was lean and his legs were long and slender. His light blue shirt


    outlined his perfectly sculpted body.


    A solemn look shed across Vivian’s eyes.


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    He’s such an exceptional man, but he’s forced to sit in a wheelchair. How does that even feel like?


    “I’m telling Vivian that I’ve fallen in love with her at first sight and is nning to steal her away from


    you.” The moment Xavier saw Finnick, a frivolous smile appeared on his lips again. “Finnick, you know


    how charming I am. I’ve got so many women fawning over me. You must be careful!”


    “Don’t think that Vivian’s the same as those women around you,” rebuked Finnick calmly. He walked to


    the dining table and opened the bottle of red wine. “She won’t ever like you.”


    “Hmph! How confident!” Xavier snorted in disdain.


    With the lively Xavier around, there was not a single moment of boredom during the meal. Vivian was


    and reluctantly stand up.


    “Alright, Vivian. I have a date today, so I won’t disturb you and Finnick anymore. I’ll visit you again.”


    Vivian stood up with Finnick to send Xavier off. They only returned to the dining room after Xavier’s


    ostentatiously red sports car sped away.


    Finnick was bringing the tes on the dining table back to the kitchen.


    “Let me do it,” offered Vivian immediately, wanting to take the tes away from Finnick’s hands.


    However, he raised his hand and stopped her.


    “I can do simple things like this,” replied Finnick in a deep voice.


    Left with no choice, Vivian could only clear the table with him.


    As Finnick ced the tes in the dishwasher, he abruptly asked, “What did Xavier tell you just now?”


    Vivian was taken aback. However, she still replied honestly, “He told me why you’re pretending to be


    crippled.”


    “I see.” Finnick nodded, not surprised at all.


    Vivian expected it too. Since Finnick and Xavier shared so many years of friendship, Finnick definitely


    could guess what Xavier told her.


    “Do you me me?” Finnick suddenly asked again as he shot a brooding nce at Vivian.


    Surprised, Vivian didn’t understand what he meant. “me you for what?”


    “I should be the one telling all these things to you,” mumbled Finnick as he ced thest te into the


    dishwasher.


    Vivian burst outughing. “There’s no difference. Without your permission, Xavier wouldn’t have dared


    to tell it to me, right?”


    Finnick could not help but steal another nce at her.


    Although she’s never nosy, she’s actually very observant.


    This is the woman I chose!


    “Yeah.” Vivian and Finnick walked out of the kitchen, hand in hand. “Xavier’s better at talking than me.”


    In other words, he was saying that Xavier could probably exin it clearer than he could.


    “As for the specific reason…” Finnick hesitated for a while before adding, “I still can’t tell you. The more


    you know, the more danger you’ll be in. I hope that you’ll understand.”


    Vivian nodded. “I know. You’re trying to protect me.”


    Vivian uttered those words very softly and light-heartedly. Yet, when Finnick heard her, he felt a flutter


    in his heart. He unknowingly tightened his grip on Vivian’s soft hand.


    Sensing Finnick’s grip on her hand, Vivian started to blush. She was about to say something when her


    phone in the living room rang.


    “Um… I’ll go pick up the call.” With her head lowered, Vivian mumbled, withdrew her hand and walked


    to the living room.


    When she grabbed the phone on the table and saw the iing call, her brows furrowed.


    She epted the call and asked expressionlessly, “Ashley, why are you calling me?”


    Ashley and Vivian shared the same father, but different mothers. Although they were rted by blood,


    they grew up inpletely different environments and barely saw each other. Hence, there was no


    sisterly bond between them.


    Especially after what happened with Fabian, Vivian felt like there was no need for them to feign


    friendliness with each other anymore. Hence, she did not know why Ashley called her.


    “Vivian.” Ashley’s sickeningly sweet voice sounded on the phone. “You seem unhappy to receive my


    call.”


    “There’s nothing to be happy about.” Vivian could not be bothered to keep up the act with her. With an


    impatient tone, she snapped, “Cut the crap. What do you want?”


    “Of course I’m calling you to report good news,” said Ashley in a cutesy voice. “I heard that Ms.


    William’s condition is improving, right?”