Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 391

Charles's POV:

I woke up from a nightmare.

In it, I was chasing Scarlett, but no matter how fast I ran, she only got farther and farther away from me. I couldn't catch up with her.

Fear and despair overwhelmed me and made it difficult for me to breathe.

Suddenly, my phone rang.

Richard called and said that he had gotten some news about Vivian.

After hanging up the phone, I immediately drove to the hospital to see Spencer.

When I opened the door and entered the ward, he was still awake.

He didn't turn his head when I came in. He just continued staring at the ceiling with eyes brimming with pain.

"Hey, buddy. How're you feeling?" I said, walking over to his bedside.

Spencer didn't respond. He just kept his eyes fixed upward.

Looking at him, I found that he had lost a significant amount of weight, and he just lay there like a soulless husk of a man.

The doctors did everything in their power in order to save Spencer's life. Sadly, he might still never be able to walk again.

As Spencer's friend, I couldn't let him give up on himself like this.

"Richard was able to glean some information on Vivian," I said tentatively.

Spencer remained silent.

"You know what kind of situation she's in now. Emily wants to snatch the Johnson family's fortune with Ethan's help. She's going to use Vivian as her tool. Vivian is alone and powerless now."

I sat on the edge of Spencer's bed and patiently tried to make him see reason.

"I know you still care about Vivian, Spencer. Otherwise, you wouldn't have gone to find her and caught in an accident. But what have you done for her? What changes have you made for her?" I looked at him with disappointment.

Spencer pursed his lips, and then tears started streaming down his face.

Seeing his reaction, I lowered my voice and said, "Spencer, you have to be strong. Vivian is waiting for you."

I knew that Spencer needed a reason to keep living.

"I don't even know where she is now," Spencer muttered in frustration.

"She's in French; in a suburb villa. I know the exact address," I assured him.

This time, Spencer whipped his head toward me. His eyes suddenly lit up.

"Really?" he asked excitedly.

"Yes. When you recover, you can go get her," I replied and gently patted Spencer on the shoulder.

"For now, you have to fight and beat this ordeal. Vivian needs you."

"Is she okay?" Spencer asked in between sobs, his eyes still red with tears.

I pursed my lips and didn't answer.

"I'm sorry. That was a stupid question. Of course she's not okay. Ethan's holding her captive," Spencer murmured.

I decided to stay for a while to accompany Spencer. Then, I left.

After walking out of the hospital, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, only Vivian could cheer Spencer up.

The next morning, when I was on my way to the Moore Group, I received a call from Amy.

"Mr. Moore, the auction of the east bank land is about to start. Would you like me to arrange an escort for you?"

I thought for a while and ordered, "Send an invitation to Miss Wilson."

After hanging up the phone, I felt a touch of expectation in my heart.

I wondered if Scarlett would accept my invitation.

After pondering for a while, I called Richard.

"Pack up all the photos of the boys this year and send them to Scarlett... Oh, no. Send them to Miss Wilson's current residence."

Scarlett's POV: