Chapter 1318 Putting On A Show
The next morning, J was still sound asleep when Brandon pulled her out from the covers. His
voice sounded low and deep in her ear as he coaxed her out of her peaceful slumber, "Wake up.
We need to go to the hospital for a check-up, remember?"
J rubbed her bleary eyes, still half-asleep. A yawn came from her as she yfully answered, "I
don''t want to get up."
Brandon''s lips curved into an indulgent smile. He pinched her face affectionately and reminded her,
"Don''t you want to have a baby soon?"
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J''s eyes had drifted close as sleep lured herback, but her brows furrowed at his words. "Is that
all you care about? When the babyes, will you only think about them?"
Brandon pulled her closer and whispered, "That shouldn''t even be a question. You''ll always be the
most precious person to me. You can go back to sleep if you''re still sleepy. We can go another
time." J opened her eyes at that, cracking a smile. The truth was that she was also eager to
have the check -up, but she wanted to bask in her husband''s affection first.
His answer seemingly satisfied her, and she grinned, "Good answer. Come on, let''s go to the
hospital!"
The limo ground to a smooth halt at the hospital entrance.
Frank was with the top doctor, waiting by the gate. They saw Brandon and J getting out of the
car and walked over to them.
But before they could reach the two, a disheveled
woman came from nowhere and knelt down in front of J.
The sudden appearance startled her. The woman broke into tears and begged repeatedly, "Please!
I won''t do it again. Please forgive me."
J had not recognized her at first, but her voice was unmistakable. The woman who was now a
sobbing mess as she desperately pleaded was the once haughty Vivi.
J was yet to answer, and Vivi crawled over, trying to hold on to her leg. "I''m begging you, Miss
White. I swear I''ll never bother you again."
The next moment, Brandon had stepped forward, pulling J back protectively. His face had
darkened at the crying woman.
"What do you want?" J asked, her face twisting into a frown. "You brought this on yourself. It''s
none of my business."
With Brandon standing watchfully beside her, Vivi didn''t daree closer to J.
She remained kneeling, not ceasing her frantic pleas.
"You''re right. It''s my fault. I know it was all because of me. I won''t ever do it again. Please, Miss
White. Have some mercy! You''re a dignifieddy, and I''m just amoner. Please have some
compassion for me."
A crowd had slowly gathered around the scene, and some of them were quick to recognize the
woman who was desperately begging on her knees. None of them had ever imagined they would
see Vivi, the infamous Inte celebrity, in such a position. She had been subjected to heavy
criticism in the recent days, and the onlookers couldn''t take their eyes off the scenario unfolding
right in front of them.
Low murmurs came from the bystanders.
"Why is she begging like that?. What did she do this time?"
"With the way she''s crying, it''s hard to believe that
she''s the same woman in the news about her these days."
Their whispers reached J''s ears, and her frown deepened.
Something told her the entire situation was not as simple as it seemed. There had to be something
else going on with Vivi''s apology.
Her eyes scanned the area around them, and true enough, she spotted a man in the crowd holding
up his phone and discreetly recording the scene.
A simr inkling came to Brandon. He noticed the lurker almost at the same time J did. At once,
he signaled his bodyguards to take care of him.
Meanwhile, Vivi hadn''t moved from her spot on the ground. Amplifying up her theatrics, she kept
putting on a show of despair. "I''m not like you, Miss White," she sobbed. "I wasn''t born into a good
family with a lot of wealth. I''m just a country girl. I have no one to rely on but myself. Miss White, I''m
begging you, please stop this. The rumors you''ve spread have hurt me enough. I can''t take it
anymore!"