Spencer's POV:
As I held Vivian's soft body in my arms, I fell into a momentary trance. However, her confidence irritated me and quickly yanked me out of my daze.
I took her hands into mine, and then pushed her away gently. "Don't do that. I'm not suitable for you."
The smile on her face vanished in an instant, replaced with a frown. Discontent, she hissed, "Then why the hell did you come to me?"
"I just don't want you to get hurt, Vivian. If you're happy with that man, I promise I won't interfere. I just want you to think things over." I dared not look into her eyes, too nervous to meet her gaze. Having said what I needed to, I spun on my heel and left immediately.
Passing the hallway, I caught a glimpse of the man's face. 'So this is Vivian's type?' I thought to myself gloomily.
Frustrated, I clenched my fists silently and hurried back to my car. I told the driver to send me back to the bar.
On the way, my phone rang. Scarlett's name popped up on the screen.
"Hey, Scarlett. Aren't you on a business trip?" "Vivian called me just now. She said she's drinking alone at the seaside. She sounded really weird... Is it convenient for you to check on her now, Spencer? I'm really worried about her."
My heart skipped a beat. Anxious, I quickly asked Scarlett for the specific address and demanded the driver to send me there as soon as humanely possible. Worry chewed on my heart, sending me into panic.
Along the way, I kept calling Vivian. To my dismay, she didn't answer at all.
So anxious I was, a second seemed like a century.
After a long and excruciating wait, the car arrived at the destination.
Through the window, I noticed Vivian's car parked at the roadside.
She was really here!
Before the car could even stop properly, I unlocked the door and jumped off without hesitation. I didn't bother to care about the consequences.
Seeing this, the driver shouted in panic behind me.
I couldn't care less and didn't respond to him. My eyes swept around the place, hunting for Vivian. I paced every nook and cranny, calling her name desperately.
Finally, from a distance, I spotted a familiar figure. Vivian was there! She staggered towards me with a bottle of wine in hand.
I ran to her immediately, worried. "Vivian! Where have you been?"
Vivian squinted and stared at me for a long time, unspeaking. All of a sudden, she shook off my hand and pushed me away. "Don't touch me, Spencer. I'm not suitable for you!"
She was telling me the very same words I had said to her earlier...
My heart ached, and I understood her feelings.
Vivian staggered a few steps ahead before collapsing on the beach, going limp. The wine bottle rolled out of her hand.
Alarmed, I hurried forward and picked her up. It was then that I saw her eyes were closed shut.
I soon found Vivian's car key, so I opened the door and gently put her on the back seat. But the moment I got up to leave, she grabbed my collar and held me in place.
"Stay with me," she whispered in a pleading tone. I didn't know why, but I heeded her request and sat in the car with her.
Vivian leaned on my shoulder, and her erratic breathing gradually became steady.
Very soon, she was fast asleep.
I watched her sleeping face silently, until a strange light caught my eyes.
Raising my head curiously, I realized that it had come from Vivian's phone. A new message had appeared on the locked screen, but I could not see the specific content.
Strangely enough, a strong sense of uneasiness suddenly washed over me. Many questions ran through my head.
It was already so late. Who was texting Vivian at such an hour?
Was it the man she dated tonight? Was he interested in Vivian? More importantly, would
Vivian accept him...?
"Spencer..." My train of thoughts died away when I heard Vivian's sleep talking.
I looked down at her, but her eyes were still closed.
She was the one who said that she wanted to sleep with me. So why did she go on a blind date with another man?
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