Chapter 15
At that moment, Ashley, who was hugging Vivian’s arm, revealed a surprised expression. Suddenly, she smiled. “Oh, right! I'd almost forgotten that Fabes used
to go to the same university as you. He’s also in the journalism department, so he’s your senior.”
“Yeah, | know him.” Suppressing the bitter feeling that was arising in her heart, Vivian pretended to be calm. “It’s just that | haven’t seen him in a long time.”
When Fabian noticed Vivian's indifference, his eyes narrowed. “Ashley, can | speak to your sister for a while?”
The look in Ashley's eyes changed. However, she still maintained her gentle demeanor. “Okay, I'll see if | can help out in the kitchen.”
At that, only Vivian and Fabian were left in the living room.
“What’s wrong, Vivian? Why didn’t you react to the fact that I’m now your brother-in-law now?” asked Fabian mockingly, as he lowered his head and stared at
Vivian.
“What kind of reaction would you have liked me to have? Should | have called you my brother-in-law?” Vivian eyed Fabian coldly. “Or perhaps, you'd like me to
call you the grandson of the Norton family?”
Fabian’s expression fell.
He hated it when others called him that. In fact, he despised it even more when others had tried to get closer to him because of his family background.
Hence, when he was studying in college, he refused his father’s offer to send him abroad to the United Kingdom. Instead, he went to Z College in the adjacent
city, as he pretended to be a poor man.
It was then when he had met Vivian.
When he had first met her, he treasured her a lot because she loved him for being “Fabian”, rather than for being the “grandson of the Norton family”.
However, the harsh reality dealt a slap to him. Vivian had dumped him, a supposedly “broke bloke.” For the sake of money, she had even...
When Fabian recalled those photos from the past, he felt heartbroken. He grabbed Vivian's wrist tightly and mocked, “Vivian, now that you know that I’m not
only the Chief Editor of Glamour Magazine but also a member of the Norton family, do you regret it now? However, | can give you a chance to make amends...”
Vivian raised her head slowly and gazed at Fabian’s furious expression. Before she could respond, he continued viciously, “Since you're willing to sell anything
for money, why don’t you be my mistress?”
Vivian's eyes widened in shock, unable to fathom that Fabian could utter something like that.
“Ha! Are you tempted by my offer?” The mocking look on Fabian’s face intensified. “It's not surprising, though. Although you're married, you've continued to
engage in such indecent affairs, right? Instead of remaining with a disgusting old man, it'll better to be with me, wouldn't it? Don’t worry. I’m from the Norton
family. | can give you anything that you desire.”
Vivian was suddenly overwhelmed with a sense of disgust.
She had never thought that Fabian, whom she had once deeply loved, would disgust her so much.
“Oh, right. Vivian, Mom says that she needs to get some wine. Would you like to accompany me?”
Fortunately, Ashley appeared at that moment, interrupting Vivian’s urge to slap Fabian’s face harshly.
“Okay, I'll go with you.”
Shooting a glance at the man, who quickly resumed his gentle demeanor, Vivian followed Ashley towards the wine cellar.
“Truthfully, Fabes doesn’t like to drink red wine.” When they were picking the wine, Ashley suddenly spoke up, “Haha! A lot of his habits are unlike those of
wealthy men.”
Unaware of why Ashley was suddenly bringing this up, Vivian merely muttered an acknowledgement.
“So, it's normal that you didn’t recognize him to be the grandson of the Norton family,” drawled Ashley.
Vivian's expression suddenly stiffened. Her head snapped up, as she looked at Ashley, who had a bright smile upon her face. “However, Vivian, no matter how
much you regret it now, Fabes is already mine.”
Only then did the hypocritical smile fade from Ashley's face. A hostile glint appeared in her eyes as she warned, “Vivian, you Know what I’m trying to tell you. |
know that you’re working in the same company as Fabes. However, I’m warning you now. Don’t covet something that doesn’t belong to you!”
“Vivian, you're already married? Why didn’t you tell me earlier?” She took a closer look at her ring and laughed even louder. “It appears as though my brother-
in-law is an honest man. He must be really nice to you, right?”
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