Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 668

Vivienne kept her head down, crying and avoiding Tyler's gaze.

"I'll be so good," she sobbed. "Or you can just send me abroad. I'll stay out of the country for the rest of my life. I'll never come back and get between you two again."

Her best-case scenario was for him to ship her out of the country immediately.

If that didn't work, she figured offering to explain things to Emilia was the perfect bait. She didn't believe Tyler would refuse that offer.

As long as she could get back above ground and have just a few moments of freedom on the bustling streets, she could find a way to escape.

But Tyler didn't say a word.

His silence made Vivienne uneasy.

While still pretending to cry, she sneakily peeked up at him.

What she saw was a face so twisted by an explosive cocktail of emotions that it barely looked human.

Vivienne froze, completely forgetting to keep up her fake sobbing.

"Tyler..."

Suddenly, Tyler let out a low, gravelly chuckle. His eyes were completely bloodshot, and his voice sounded like it was crawling up from the depths of hell.

"Everything can go back to normal?" he repeated hoarsely.

Once upon a time, he had desperately believed that, too.

But could they really go back?

Between him and Emilia lay the corpse of their unborn child.

Even if Vivienne was the one who orchestrated it, he was the one who had physically shoved Emilia.

And he hadn't even looked back, let alone visited her afterward.

"Yes, it will! It will!" Vivienne insisted frantically. "I'll explain everything. I'll tell her the agonizing reasons behind your actions."

"Emilia is a woman, too. She'll understand the hell I went through taking the fall for her back then. She'll realize you only did it because you were trying to protect her."

Seeing Tyler's terrifying smile persist, Vivienne rambled faster, her words spilling out in a panic.

"And the baby! The baby, too," Vivienne babbled. "Just tell her I did it. Tell her it had nothing to do with you."

Tyler's blood-red eyes stared her down like a demon out for blood.

He spat out every word with venomous clarity, "Bravo. Bravo, Eugene. Bravo, Vivienne."

Vivienne propped herself up on the floor, staring blankly at the scattered papers. Her eyes finally landed on the photograph of her and Eugene, arm in arm, walking into a hotel.

It's over.

That was Vivienne's only thought.

It was truly over this time.

This very lie was the catalyst for everything. It was her deepest, darkest secret.

Back then, Eugene had told her that Tyler had discovered his corporate espionage, specifically that he had been leaking secrets to foreign entities.

Some of The Erickson Group's classified information wasn't just corporate; certain advanced tech was directly tied to government contracts.

It was only a matter of how severe the sentencing would be.

If it was just corporate espionage, he'd be looking at a massive fine and some jail time.