I'm Your Sister, Brother Chow novel Chapter 39

Chow reached out and grabbed her chin as he came closer. His voice was low and hoarse. "You don't want to be a side mistress? Then what are you aiming for? Mrs. Howard?"

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Vivian shivered when Chow spat out the words 'Mrs. Howard' at her. She could feel her heart trembling as well.

She had always dreamed of holding the title of 'Mrs. Howard'.

However, she knew very well that she would never become his wife even if she traded her life for it.

That was why she never dared to dream of a future together with him.

However, Chow thought that Vivian was trembling because he'd exposed her innermost thoughts. His eyes turned red in an instant. "Are you trying to drive the real Mrs. Howard away and replace her, just like your mother did?"

As soon as Chow brought up her mother, Vivian's shoulders slumped as she quickly denied it. "N-No! I'd never!"

Chow scoffed and stood up after pushing her aside. "You had better not have any ideas of the sort. You're just a nobody in the Howard family! You're nothing but a toy. Stop thinking of the impossible!"

With that, Chow stomped towards the interconnecting door to his room.

Bang!

The door slammed shut behind Chow.

The door to Chow's heart had also slammed shut as well.

All that was left on the other side of the room was Vivian and her tearful face.

Because of that incident that day, the rapport that had initially been established between them both had crumbled to pieces.

For the past two days, Chow had been treating her as if she was invisible. Even when they ate at the same table, he never spared her a glance. He didn't even bother making life difficult for her anymore like he did in the past.

Even though Vivian was used to his indifferent attitude towards her, after experiencing a short moment of tenderness from Chow, his current demeanour was making her feel even more depressed than before.

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She'd already had a taste of the potential sweetness between them and was greedy for more.

Vivian sighed and continued doing the dishes absent-mindedly.

She had just had breakfast. Chow had long left before breakfast without even sparing her a glance.

Vivian suddenly heard footsteps coming from the door. It was Aunt Blaine.

Vivian quickly hid the disappointment on her face and smiled at Aunt Blaine. "Aunt Blaine, I've just finished washing up the dishes. You don't need to worry about them."

Aunt Blaine looked at the forced smile on her face and sighed softly. She slowly walked to Vivian's side. "Didn't you say that there were no classes today?" she asked. "Why are you up so early?"

Had Vivian hoped to catch a glimpse of the Young Master before he left for work this morning?

What a pity that the Young Master would never reciprocate her affection for him.

Vivian looked down in a fluster. She stared at the plate in her hands. "I-I couldn't sleep last night."

Aunt Blaine shook her head rather helplessly. She suddenly caught sight of the oven in the corner and had a brainwave. "Do you have a lot of homework today?" she asked Vivian.

Vivian blinked at Aunt Blaine in surprise and shook her head rather belatedly. "No, I'm done with all my homework. I was just planning to do some revision today."

Her teacher had actually left her with a lot of homework, but since she couldn't really sleep last night, she had spent all of her time finishing up her homework and feeling slightly better about herself.

A smile spread across Aunt Blaine's face when she heard what Vivian said. "What a coincidence! I'm quite free today too. I was about to make some macarons for the Young Master. Do you want to learn how?"

"Macarons?" Vivian widened her eyes in surprise and looked at Aunt Blain in disbelief. "I thought Brother Chow hated sweet things."

She'd been living with Chow for two years and had never known that he liked macarons.

No wonder Aunt Blaine always sent him a portion of her macarons every time. All this while, Vivian had thought that she was just giving the extra ones to Chow for formality sake.

It turned out that he was the reason why Aunt Blaine made the macarons in the first place.

"He doesn't like sweet things in general, but he's always liked macarons," Aunt Blaine said as she started rolling up her sleeves. "I just have to make sure they aren't too sweet. So, do you want to learn how to make them?"

"Yes, please! I want to learn how!" It was only after Vivian blurted out the words that she realised she was being a little too enthusiastic about it. She blushed and hung her head shyly.

Aunt Blaine burst into laughter when she saw how awkwardly Vivian was acting. "You don't need to be so anxious about it. Once you've learned how, I'm going to let you continue making them for him next time. It's a little too much hassle for me."

Vivian blushed and nodded gently at Aunt Blaine. "Okay."

If he allowed it, she would gladly make all of his meals for the rest of her life.