The IVF Secret That Shook a Dynasty novel Chapter 461

“Angry? Why would I be angry?” Vivica asked, confused.

“Because I told you I couldn’t pick you and Chaim up from the hospital this morning when you called…”

Vivica paused, taken aback. “It’s not that serious. I know you’re busy with work.”

She was never the type to be unreasonable.

In the past, Fletcher had completely neglected their family. She had rushed their sick child to the hospital alone while he was out schmoozing, leaving her exhausted and overwhelmed, yet she hadn’t gotten angry even then.

Joseph treated her far better than Fletcher ever had.

Besides, Melanie had been with her today. The Baird family driver, butler, and several maids had arrived in two large vans to escort them home with great fanfare.

If she complained after receiving that kind of treatment, she would be impossibly spoiled.

After turning Vivica down that morning, Joseph had planned to call back later to explain and soothe any hurt feelings. He hadn’t expected her to be so understanding.

But her magnanimity left him feeling a little… disappointed. It felt as though she didn’t really need him.

When he remained silent, Vivica’s eyes widened in realization. “Wait, don’t tell me you rushed back this early because you thought I was mad at you?”

“Yeah,” Joseph admitted quietly, adding, “And I was worried you’d feel uncomfortable here at the family estate.”

A fresh wave of warmth spread through Vivica’s chest.

See? How could she ever be angry at a man who was so thoughtful and considerate, always putting her first?

After she hung up, a woman entered the sunroom. Vivica recognized her as Joseph’s cousin, whose four-year-old daughter was playing with Chaim.

She was suddenly grateful she’d met Joseph only after her divorce. Otherwise, she would have just been another name on the long list of the heartbroken, lost, and suffering.

His cousin continued, “Back then, Joseph and Harvey Murphy were inseparable. They were always together, so much so that rumors started spreading that they were a couple. After that, the number of girls chasing him finally started to dwindle.”

Vivica’s eyes went wide. She was clearly stunned.

She hadn’t seen that coming.

“Didn’t the family elders say anything?” she asked, her curiosity growing.

“What was there to say? Joseph was a prodigy, a bona fide genius who excelled at everything. At the time, many of the other rich kids his age were running wild—getting girls pregnant, getting arrested for breaking the law, or picking up habits that had their parents tearing their hair out. Compared to all that, a few rumors about Joseph didn’t seem like a big deal, so his parents never made much of it.”

After hearing the story, Vivica’s admiration for Joseph deepened even further.