My dear lawyer

Vivian's cheeks burned a little.

She had no idea how to explain to the nurse that they were not in a relationship at all.

However, it was undeniable that there was a striking resemblance between Roe and Williams.

She could only smile helplessly and watched the nurse leave.

When she sat on the bed, it occurred to Vivian that John used to appear in front of everyone calling himself her boyfriend all the time, but now she was presumed to be in a relationship with William. Oh! What a sad story.

People in the hospital probably regarded her as a slut.

Vivian curled her lips in despair.

Vivian was obedient and didn't get out of bed. Her hands were fiddling with her phone, as she thought of the call John had answered late last night, and Angie. Her mind was in turmoil. Finally, she thought of Roe.

Although William didn't put it on the table, he was totally aware who had taken Roe away.

That's to say, he who had kidnapped Roe was actually William's enemy, who was so aggressive that he openly kidnapped a kid. How much danger was lurking around William indeed? Was it a really good choice for Roe to be with him?

Vivian felt a huge rock in her heart, making her unable to breathe.

In the He residence

John appeared in the living room early in the morning, fully dressed up.

He hadn't slept for the whole night. After he came back, he was confronted by his mother making trouble out of nothing. John had long been thinking about Vivian in his mind. Now that the day had dawned, he couldn't lie in bed and got up rapidly.

"Stop! Where are you going?" Mrs. Reina's distinct voice came from his back. It didn't sound like she had just woken up at all.

John turned around helplessly, "Mom, it is morning, and I have to go to work!"

"Work? It's just six o'clock. The company is not so demanding that leaves you no time for breakfast!" Mrs. Reina snorted.

John clenched his teeth, a glum glint in his eyes, "Mom, what the hell do you want? You asked me to come home late last night, saying that something happened, and now you're acting like this. I'm an adult. Can't I have some privacy?"

"Privacy? Or a woman with a child? John, your father and I trust you, so we haven't asked you about your private affairs. We turn a blind eye to the women you are in relationships with outside home, but how did you abuse our trust?" Mrs. Reina sneered. Finally, she said that!

John squinted his eyes, "Mom, what are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about those ridiculous things you have done. My son has a fiancée and even proposed to her, and I should learn that from outsiders. John, did that vixen drug you, so that you forget your parents and your home?" Mrs. Reina raised her voice. She sounded aggrieved.

John was tempted to argue with her, but after seeing the undisguised concern in her eyes in addition to anger, the courage he had summoned was instantly laid to rest.

Finally, he said with reluctance, "Mom, Vivian is a good girl. When I have time I'll bring her home. You will certainly like her. She..."

"A good girl with a kid? A good girl will get things done outside in the name of John's fiancée without meeting your parents so far?" Mrs. Reina was getting overbearing. John frowned, and these words sounded harsh.

"Mom, Vivian..."

"You don't have to bring her back to wind me up. I won't accept this kind of slut. You are not young now. You should concentrate on more serious things and get ready to marry Eden. I'll give you some time to adjust your mental state. Break up with that woman as soon as possible." Mrs. Reina snorted compellingly.

John's face turned pale.

If he had been tolerant previously, now he got dissatisfied obviously.

"Mom, my only love is Vivian. I have always regarded Eden solely as my little sister, and I will definitely not marry her. If I really needed a woman as my wife, she could only be Vivian. Otherwise, I'd rather remain a bachelor for the rest of my life." John suppressed the rage in his heart and stared at his mother with a pair of red eyes.

Mrs. Reina got so furious that her eyebrows were about to fly away.

"John! Am I still your mother?"

Upon hearing these words, he felt even more confident instead.

John said seriously, "Of course, you are my mother. I respect both you and my father, but I will be responsible for my own life. As to my marriage, it's just an important life event of mine and I know what to do."

After finishing his words, he carried his coat and left in a rush.

He didn't want to hear his mother's slanderous remarks about Vivian any more.

Otherwise, it would only tear her heart apart.

On the one side, it was his mother. On the other side, it was his lover.

Nobody liked this kind of feeling.

Mrs. Reina got so enraged that she was stamping her foot. She pointed at his back and kept cursing in rage for a while, but finally she could only swear resentfully.

The son who had never talked back to her should speak to her like that. It must be that woman's fault. That woman must have told him something!

Meanwhile, Vivian, who was the one to be blamed in Mrs. Reina's opinion, was staring at the man in front of her, frowning.

"William, what are you doing here?" Vivian looked at the sky outside, and then at William, who gave up a good rest and walked into the room with a swagger. Obviously William was in a hospital gown at this moment, but the gown didn't shut out his slender figure and remarkable temperament as always. Tsk, tsk!

God is unfair, surely.

"I couldn't fall asleep. I heard that your bed is much better." William, who was talking nonsense, lay on Vivian's small bed boldly. The single bed was not spacious at all, and when a tall and huge man lay on it, making the bed look smaller and narrower all of a sudden. Moreover, Vivian was crushed on the other side.

Vivian moved her body subconsciously and gave him an annoyed look, "What's wrong with you? How could this be better for sleeping?"

William slipped his uninjured arm around her waist and the huge palm was roaming over it, "You smell good."

After that, he took a deep breath around her neck, as if she really smelled good.

Vivian was frozen.

Yesterday, she was looking for Roe in haste and she got sweaty all over. She cried and screamed, and then waited for William to bring Roe back in cold wind at night, followed by the sweat on her skin blown by the wind...

It didn't take long for one to imagine her smell.

Wasn't it obvious that William's words were meant for sarcasm?

Vivian's first reaction was to get out of bed and took a shower.

Before she did, the man's hand secured her firmly to himself, "Where are you going?"

"It's early in the morning. I should get up, wash up and buy breakfast. Otherwise, when Roe gets up later, he will be starved." Vivian lied and her face remained unchanged.

William hummed, "Someone will bring the breakfast over to us."

"How could that be the same? Only I know what Roe likes to eat." Vivian tried her best to fight with his palm. She spared no effort to throw him off and got up quickly.000