Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 249

Vivian's POV:

It was twelve o'clock at midnight.

I took a deep breath, walked to Spencer's door, and knocked.

A few seconds later, the door opened, and Spencer's towering figure loomed over me.

"Vivian, what are you doing here? It's late. Why haven't you gone to bed yet?" He seemed to be a little surprised to see me. What was more, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

Seeing that he was concerned about me boosted my courage. At this moment, I closed my eyes, swallowed hard, and threw myself into his arms.

A deafening silence fell between us. The only thing I could hear was his heart thumping wildly in his chest.

"Vivian, what are you doing?" Spencer asked confusedly.

I looked up at him. His face, along with his ears, was as red as a lobster.

It seemed that what I had done aroused something inside him.

The uneasiness in my heart dissipated. I stroked his well-defined chest with my fingers and coquettishly said, "You saved me from the Johnsons. I haven't officially thanked you yet."

Spencer stiffened and took a step away from me. However, I held his waist tightly with my arms and followed him into the room.

However, I tripped on something and lost my footing. As a result, we both lost our balance and fell to the cold hardwood floor.

"Are you okay?" Spencer asked worriedly. I opened my eyes and saw that I had fallen on top of him. He propped on his hand to get up, but I rode on him, stopping him from doing so

He looked at me in astonishment. Suddenly, an inexplicable look flashed across his face. It seemed that it finally dawned on him my purpose of coming here. "Are you planning on sleeping with me to show your gratitude?"

"Yes." My fists were clenched as I spoke. For a moment, we just stared into each other's eyes. His eyes were deep and bright, and I could clearly see my reflection in them.

He did not say anything in response. Unable to take the silence any longer, I reached out to take off his clothes.

I unbuttoned his shirt with trembling hands. On the third button, his toned pecs were revealed.

Just as the atmosphere in the room had become hotter, Spencer suddenly grabbed my hand. "You don't have to do this, Vivian. This isn't why I saved you."

He looked at me expressionlessly, making me doubt my charm.

"Get up," he ordered in a low voice. His words killed the romance between us.

My heart sank, and a feeling of shame and anger arose inside me. Ashamed, I strode to the door without looking back. "Since you don't want me, I'll arrange someone else for you. Get ready for your blind date tomorrow night at nine o'clock!"

Before Spencer could react, I slammed the door shut with a loud bang.

The moment I stepped out of the room, I felt exhausted. Feeling weak, I leaned against the door and sighed heavily.

I did not sleep well that night. The next morning, I got up listlessly and went to the dining room to have breakfast. However, my day turned even worse as I bumped into a more annoying person.

Dressed in expensive clothes, Emily strutted towards me, followed by Justin.

"What are you doing here?" I asked coldly.

Emily lifted her skirt and sat down gracefully. Then, she looked at me with disdain and retorted, "I'm your mother. Why can't I come to your place? Don't forget that you still have to pay what you owe me."

"How? By selling my body?" I sneered.

Displeased with what I had said, Emily pounded on the table. "How dare you talk to me like that, you uneducated hussy?!"

"Well, I don't have parents nor anyone who could teach me how to behave well."

"You!" Emily was at a loss for words.

Her chest heaved violently in anger. But after a while, she calmed down. She put on a straight face and solemnly said, "Vivian, the truth is, I didn't want to leave you behind. But your father... he's a horrible man. You saw the way he beat me. If I stayed in that house, who knew what he'd do to me? I might've been killed! You're an adult now. You should be able to understand where I'm

coming from."

Emily's words were like ice thorns piercing into my body. They stung and made me feel cold all over.

I clenched my trembling hands into fists. Although I was trying my best to calm down, I still failed to suppress the anger in my words. "You're right. My father is violent. You would've been beaten up if you stayed. But what about me? Did you really believe he wouldn't hurt me?" "You're his daughter. He won't kill you," Emily argued.

"Wow. That's so nice of you to care about me!" I stood up abruptly in a fit of anger, and my chair tumbled backwards. My vision turned blurry because of the tears welling up in my eyes. Because of this, Emily looked like a demon, which was ironic because she could pass as one. "That's all in the past. What matters now is the future. Help me get the property of the Johnson family. Once I have it, we can live happily together again. Isn't that great?" Emily goaded with a fawning smile.