Vivian's POV:
Richard and I flew back to Los Angeles via Moore family's private plane.
As soon as I got out of the airport, I went to the hospital.
I couldn't wait to see Spencer.
But when I entered the ward, I saw him talking and laughing with a woman I'd never seen before.
All the joy and longing I had felt turned into anger, causing me to kick the woman's leg as hard as I could.
"Get out! Who on earth let you in?"
"Who are you?"
The woman rubbed her leg, visibly in pain and displeased.
"Me? I'm Spencer's wife. Who the fuck are you? Why are you acting like you're so close to my husband?" I asked, staring at her arrogantly.
Spencer caressed the woman's hair and spoke to her in a gentle voice. "She's no longer my wife. We're divorced."
The way he acted so affectionate towards her made it seem like they were a loving couple.
"Vivian, she's Freya, the woman my mom introduced to me. I'm going to marry her." Spencer smiled at me.
Astonished and enraged, I gritted my teeth while glaring at him.
It had only been a few weeks since we'd gotten divorced, and he was seeing another woman. 'How could he do this to me?'
He whispered something to Freya's ear and wore a mysterious smile. "Don't forget our agreement." "Spencer, are you really going to marry her?" I asked as tears fell from my eyes.
"Of course! Do you think I'd still want a woman who's been fooling around with another man?" Spencer was looking at me as though he was disgusted of me.
His gaze was like a sharp blade, jabbing into my heart.
It felt like my heart was being strangled by a pair of invisible hands, and the pain almost suffocated me.
Richard said that I was Spencer's only motivation to live on, and the same was true for me; Spencer was, and remained, the only reason for me to continue living.
But now that I struggled to come back to him, he was telling me that he no longer wanted me.
And so... I left the ward, feeling only bitterness and anger.
Spencer's POV:
As I watched Vivian walk away, my heart was torn apart. I never knew that heartbreak could be painful enough to suffocate someone.
I was certain that she must be devastated right now, but I had lost the privilege to hold her in my arms and comfort her.
Later, David walked into my ward and said to me, "Spencer, do not do something you'll regret. You're not going to marry Freya anyway."
"I will!" I replied in a fit of rage.
Having heard my response, he sighed and left the ward.
If I didn't marry Freya, Vivian might never give up on me.
To my surprise, Vivian suddenly returned.
The anger on her face was gone, and she looked surprisingly calm.
She stood in front of me, slowly unbuttoning her shirt.
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