Chow's lips curled up mockingly as he finally retreated his foot.
Vivian sighed softly in relief. But for some reason, she felt a vague sense of emptiness in her heart.
She hated that feeling. Was she really as shameless as he said she was?
Why would she even long for his touch under such circumstances?
"Stay here, Celine. I'll send her back. You can't just bring her up like this because she's terribly afraid of the storm," said Chow.
He got up and walked towards Vivian, bending down to lift her up.
Vivian was startled. She quickly wrapped her arms around his neck and looked at him with her panicked, watery eyes.
Celine's hand suspended awkwardly in the air. After a while, she clenched her fists and retracted her hand. "In that case, remember to tell Aunt Blaine to take good care of her. I'll be waiting for you down here."
"Alright," replied Chow, before leaving with Vivian in his arms.
Celine watched their retreating figures, clenching her fists tightly under her sleeves.
Did Chow really hate Vivian as much as he said he did? It certainly didn't look like it, from what she could see.
As soon as they left Celine's field of vision, the smile on Chow's face disappeared instantly.
He lowered his head and silently stared into Vivian's eyes.
He then flipped her in his arms and changed her position so that she was now facing him instead, with her legs around his waist.
He then held her tightly against his chest
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