Chapter 291 The Same Ring


    Spencer''s POV:


    I noticed William''s little movement. Every time he spoke, he touched the ring on his finger.


    I took a closer look, and I was shocked. "William, is that Charles''s ring on your finger?"


    William raised his hand. The ring was exactly the same as Charles''s!


    He smiled and said calmly, "No, it''s not. Scarlett keeps asking me why I''m not wearing a wedding


    ring. I was afraid that she would grow suspicious, so I asked someone to make a wedding band for


    me."


    As my insides froze like ake in winter, I forced a smile.


    Perhaps being gentle and kind was just William''s disguise. It was only a way for him to hide how


    terrible he really was.


    Today was supposed to be a day of celebration, but I was no longer in the mood. I could only


    entertain my guests absentmindedly.


    Soon, the guests bid goodbye and left one by one.


    After seeing off a group of people, I went back to my seat. Only Vivian, William, and I were left at


    the table.


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    William happened to meet my eyes. His smile was sincere, but it made me tremble for some


    reason. "I''ve been trying to decide whether or not I should tell you about one thing. After much,


    much internal debate, I thought that I should let you know. After all, you''re Scarlett''s friends."


    Vivian and I made no response. We just stared at him silently.


    William took our silence as an agreement for him to proceed. He stood up and raised his wine ss


    to us. "I''m honored to be here to help Spencer celebrate the opening of another one of his bars. I


    also hope that you will bless me. I have recently be a father."


    I felt like I just plunged headfirst into a pool of ice-cold water.


    William drank up his wine while Vivian and I looked at him with wide eyes.


    Vivian cleared her throat, but a broken voice still came out. "You... You have a child now?"


    "Children. They''re twins."


    "That''s why you didn''t bring Scarlett..." I murmured.


    "Yes. She just gave birth, and she needs some rest." With a doting look on his face, William


    suggested, "You can tell Charles about it if you want."


    In a fit of rage, I pounded my fist on the table and red at him. "You bastard! How could you take


    advantage of Scarlett''s perilous state? When she regains her memory, she won''t forgive you!"


    I picked up my ss and smashed it in front of William.


    Broken sses and wine flew in all directions, but William remained calm and fixed his gentle gaze


    on me. He was still smiling like nothing happened.


    I was furious, but I couldn''t do anything to him.


    I turned around and started walking away.


    I just opened a new bar. I didn''t want to stain it with some prick''s blood.


    "Spencer!" Before I could put considerable distance between myself and our table, Vivian grabbed


    my arm.


    I looked back at her and then red at William once more. "Find some time and arrange a meeting


    between us and Scarlett."


    William nodded with a smile. "Okay. As long as there''s a suitable opportunity, I will make it happen."


    Hisposure just made me angrier, but I couldn''t vent my rage in my new bar.


    After William left, I stepped outside and lit a cigarette.


    It was drizzling, and only the eaves were there to protect me from the rain. The cool air had helped


    me calm down, but I was still a bit upset.


    Vivian approached me and rubbed my arm. "None of us wanted this to happen. If we only knew, we


    wouldn''t have let Scarlett leave with William a year ago. What are you going to do next? Are you


    going to tell Charles?"


    I shook off Vivian''s hand and staggered into the rain. I couldn''t help screaming at her, "How am I


    supposed to tell Charles, Vivian? How? Tell me!" Vivian frowned and eyed me for a while. Then, she


    suddenly stepped forward, grabbed my hand, and shoved me into a nearby car.


    "Why the hell are you screaming? Do you want the whole world to know?" Vivian scolded me and


    then softened her tone. "Spencer, this matter is between Charles and William. We''d better stay out


    of it and don''t tell anyone else."


    I didn''t say anything. I just took a deep drag on my cigarette.


    "Will you stop smoking?" Vivian rolled down the window, grabbed my cigarette, and tossed it out.


    I was going to snap at her, but before I could, my phone rang. Charles was calling.


    Vivian and I exchanged nces.


    Well, this was exactly what I needed. After hesitating for a while, I pushed the answer button and


    held the phone against my ear.


    "Hey, Spencer. How was the opening of your new bar?" Charles''s voice was as calm and indifferent


    as usual.


    I smiled awkwardly. "It went very well, thanks for asking."


    Charles didn''t speak after that.


    After a moment of silence, I tried my best to speak in aposed manner, but I just tripped all over


    my words. "Scar... Scarlett didn''t show up."


    Charles gave me a brief reply and then hung up soon after.


    I put down my phone and heaved a sigh of relief.


    Vivian clicked her tongue. "Why are you acting like you''re the one who knocked up Scarlett under


    false pretenses?"


    "Because I''m worried about my friend. I can only imagine how the news will affect Charles. If I''m this


    unnerved about it, then it will definitely destroy him." I was so distressed that I tossed my phone


    away.


    Itnded beside Vivian''s handbag.


    Vivian folded her arms over her chest. "You''re going to have to tell him sooner orter. You can''t


    wait for the twins to grow up before telling Charles about them. The longer you keep him in the dark,


    the more devastated he''s going to be when he finds out."


    Imagining how Charles would react, I felt like some huge invisible hand was squeezing the air out of


    my lungs.


    Suddenly, my phone rang again. I took away Vivian''s bag and fumbled for it. To my surprise, it


    wasn''t mine. Her phone, which was the one that was ringing, fell out of her purse. I caught a


    glimpse of the caller ID. Steven was calling.


    "Oh, it''s my boyfriend." Vivian reached for her phone.


    Before she could get it, I snatched it away, pressed the answer button, and put the call on speaker.


    A strange male voice came at once, "Hi, honey."


    Vivian red at me.


    I took the phone, held it in front of my face, and leaned back. I opened my mouth as if I was going to


    say something.


    Vivian immediately careened in and covered my mouth with her hand. Then, she smiled and said to


    Steven, "Hi, babe. I''m so d you called. Missing me?"


    "All the time. I''m done with work. I cane to Kitsap tomorrow to see you."


    "Really? Oh, that''s great! I can''t wait!" Vivian said happily.


    I shed her a resentful look. She turned her face away, said a few more words to Steven, and then


    ended the call.


    I pulled a long face. "Are you going on a date tomorrow?"


    Vivian didn''t even look at me. She grabbed her phone back and stuffed it into her bag. "Yes, which


    means I have to buy a new dress. I want to be all dolled up for Steven."


    I leaned close to her and grabbed her wrist. "Don''t go."


    "We''re not having sex anymore, Spencer. You can no longer tell me what to do and what not to do."


    Vivian shook off my hand.


    I was stunned. I could only stare at her quietly.


    Vivian pushed me away, sat properly, and changed the subject. "I have a hunch. If Scarlett really


    lost her memory, then William must''ve lied to her. She never would''ve taken William willingly as her


    husband. William must''ve told Scarlett that they''ve always been a couple, and then he got her


    pregnant with twins."


    My heart sank. It was possible, and it was more terrible than what William was letting on. I wouldn''t


    have believed something like that in the past, but after sensing William''s sinister side today, it was


    the only thing now that made sense. I frowned and thought for a while. Then, I said, "There is


    another possibility. Scarlett hasn''t lost her memory. William just won''t let her get in touch with us."


    Vivian''s eyes gradually widened as the horror of the idea sank in. "Yes, that works, too. And if that''s


    the case, then Charles should know as soon as possible. We need to find a way for him and William


    to meet."


    I hesitated for a second and then picked up my phone. I was about to call Charles when Vivian


    pushed the door open.


    I grabbed her hand.


    She pulled away, but I held on tighter. "Spencer, if you ever touch me again, I will tell my boyfriend


    and have him beat you to a pulp."


    I refused to let go.


    As I stroked her soft skin, I warned her, "Don''t provoke me, Vivian. I know you still like me."