Spencer's POV:
I sat on the edge of the bed and held Vivian's hand. I could not help but admire her quiet sleeping face. She looked so beautiful.
But when I touched her, she frowned slightly and tightened her grip on my hand. It appeared that her sleep was not as deep as it seemed.
"Vivian," I called her name worriedly.
Her eyes fluttered open when she heard my voice. She looked at me with sleepy eyes. But then, she turned over and continued to sleep.
I could not help but sigh. When it came to her, I always end up feeling so helpless. "What a careless girl you are!"
Vivian suddenly sat up. My words seemed to have startled her. Her gaze then fell on our intertwined hands, and panic flashed across her eyes. Slowly, her eyes trailed from our hands to my face.
For a moment, the air seemed to be frozen.
It was me who first regained composure. I let go of her hand and said comfortingly, "Vivian, you're safe now. You're in my bar."
Vivian withdrew her hand and hugged herself. I must admit, her action brought a pang in my heart.
All of a sudden, her phone rang, breaking the awkward silence between us.
I handed her phone to her and asked, "Do you want to answer the call?"
Vivian just looked at me. Then, without a word, she slowly reached out and took her phone.
She answered the call in a hoarse voice.
While she was on the phone, I draped a coat over her shoulders. Then, I sat next to her and waited for her.
The call ended shortly after. She put her phone down and wrapped herself tightly with the coat. "Vivian, what happened today?" In the end, I could not stop myself from asking the question that had been bothering me for the longest time. But instead of answering my question, Vivian lowered her head and asked back, "Why did you do that to Ethan?"
"Because he was hurting you!" I bellowed without thinking. I could not control my emotions when I recalled what Ethan had done to her. "Do you seriously think I wouldn't do anything after seeing him hurt you? What I did to him wasn't enough. How I wish I could beat him to death!"
Vivian seemed to be frightened by my reaction that she looked at me with wide eyes full of panic.
I took a deep breath to calm myself down. "Vivian, why did you get in Justin's car? You knew he'd take you to the Johnsons. Why did you still go with him?"
Vivian averted her gaze and replied perfunctorily, "Thank you for saving me."
I looked at her in confusion as she deliberately-avoided my question.
Did she not know that Emily was up to no good?
"Vivian, don't you have anything else to say to me?"
Vivian hugged her knees and answered, "None."
I stared at her in bewilderment. Truth be told, I had a lot of things to say to her. However, they all turned into a helpless sigh. "Get some rest."
It was apparent that Vivian had no plans of telling me the truth. That could only mean one thing: She did not trust me.
Without waiting for her response, I turned around and left without looking back.
Scarlett's POV:
James only fell asleep at about midnight. And when I returned to my room, Charles was still doing work.
A few moments later, he stood up, pulled me into his arms, and kissed me. "I just finished my work. Let's sleep together."
Alarmed, I immediately reminded him, "Wait! I have—"
"I didn't forget that. I just want to sleep on the same bed as you. That's all," Charles grumbled.
I was happy deep inside. Just as I lay down on the bed, my phone beeped.
I fumbled for my phone and saw that Vivian had messaged me. "Scarlett, can you come to the bar tomorrow night? I have a gift for you," the message read.
"Who is it?" Charles asked in a low and hoarse voice. His warm breath tickled my ear and sent a shiver down my spine.
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