So Vivian Mond wouldn’t ask something irrelevant.


    Issac Shaw lifted his wrist and checked his wristwatch time, “It’s just five o’clock, aren’t you in the hospital, why are you here?”


    Issac Shaw’s heart was full of doubts about Vivian Mond’s appearance here in the early morning.


    “That’s something I should ask you.” She said.


    “You don’t need to ask, men just drink and y with women.” He shrugged his shoulders, a gesture of indifference.


    “Go away and I’ll pretend I’ve never seen you before.”


    Vivian Mond couldn’t forget Issac Shaw’s hatred of Morris Cheal, couldn’t forget what had happened in C. But she knew better than to think that Issac Shaw had never wanted her dead.


    But the point is, Vivian Mond is afraid to mess with Issac Shaw now, simply because she’s afraid he’ll hurt the baby in her womb.


    She withdrew her gaze and walked toward the elevator.


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    A sincere invitation, but after saying that Issac Shaw added, “Simply just treating you to a breakfast. I Issac Shaw and Morris Cheal have any more deep hatred, and will not hurt you.”


    “I …”


    Vivian Mond some hesitation, “can refuse?”


    “You really want to be so heartless, don’t you.”


    Issac Shaw’s words were disappointed, and his wheaten face looked colder and harsher because of the scars left behind.


    But she only noticed the coldness on Issac Shaw’s face, but not the hidden pain in his pupils.


    “What would you like to eat? I’ll buy you.”


    She didn’t dare to disobey Issac Shaw, afraid he would use extreme measures.


    “Anything.”


    Issac Shaw just wanted to have a meal with her, he didn’t care what he ate.


    The two of them walked out of the underground garage together, Vivian Mond on the left and Issac Shaw on the right, separated by a distance of three or four meters, as if a gulf could not be crossed.


    “You don’t have to stay that far away from me, I said I wouldn’t hurt you.”


    He took her look into his eyes and naturally knew Vivian Mond’s concerns.


    Speaking of which, he snorted augh, “I saw how ruthless you can best time I was in C.”


    Issac Shaw, dressed in a ck shirt with a pair of jeans, looked at her sideways with his hands in his pants pockets and added, “Seriously, I admire you.”


    “Self-preservation, that’s all.”


    Vivian Mond said nonchntly.


    “You’re getting close to your wedding, you’re friends, you’re not even going to give an invitation.”


    “Give you an invitation toe over and smash the scene?”


    “Your wedding, even if the groom is not me, I will not spoil it.”


    Issac Shaw spoke from the bottom of his heart.


    Listening to his words, Vivian Mond suddenly stopped walking and turned sideways, facing Issac Shaw, “Your words, can I believe?”


    “It’s something I really don’t care to lie about.”


    He gazed at Vivian Mond, perhaps because the garage light was a bit dim, so that he could not see her facial expression clearly.


    “But … little Vivian, getting married on the cusp of a storm, is it you who’s stupid, or is it him?”


    Issac Shaw wasn’t lying, he wouldn’t have interfered with the wedding, and he wouldn’t have ruined Vivian Mond’s big day.


    But just because he didn’t take action doesn’t mean others won’t.


    Vivian Mond’s white face is full of fatigue, “People, because of the fear of problems, do not do anything. I’ve been wandering on a knife edge since the day you learned my identity, and even if I hadn’t gotten married recently, would that have changed your ns?”


    She shook her head, “Not really.”


    “I just don’t want to see you get hurt.”


    Issac Shaw looked glum, sadness swirling vaguely under his eyes.


    “Is that possible?”


    Vivian Mond asked rhetorically, wrinkling her brow, unwilling to look Issac Shaw in the eye, looking away, “As long as you and he are arch-enemies, we are not destined to live in peace with each other.”