Seeing the earnest look in his eyes, Vivian somehow felt sorry for him. 'Loneliness? Are you serious?' she thought.
"I won't allow you to be lonely all your life!" "Fine, I'll listen to your explanation," Vivian continued in a softer tone. If you can't give me a reasonable reason, I won't forgive you. "
"Okay." Terence smiled and started to explain. Then he told her everything that had happened in the club.
Vivian asked, "Are you very proud that my cousin likes you so much? Emm? Mr. Terence? "
"There is nothing to be proud of." Raising his eyebrows, Terence released his grip on Vivian and said proudly, "There are so many people who like me. Is there one more person who likes me? She is not a fairy. Why should I be proud of her? "
"You wish!" "Wow, Mr. Terence is so upright, but he hides such an arrogant heart under his pretty face."
"What a narcissist!" Terence made an obeisance to Vivian's neck, "Do you want me to walk around in your room?"
"Holy crap!" "I only have a bed in my room and all the things have been moved into your villa. Did you forget it?" Vivian asked
"It doesn't matter." "It's enough to have a bed," replied Terence with a snicker
"Hey, what are you doing?" She nipped his ear and warned, "Don't think too much."
"How do you know I'm overthinking?" Terence smiled even more happily. He stood up quickly, grabbed her hand and pushed her to the bedroom. "No matter what happened, we have to see it!"
Therefore, Vivian was pushed into the room unwillingly. As soon as she opened the door, she saw no one in the room.
Glancing around the room, Terence pointed at the balcony and said, "The plants and flowers you bought should be placed here. Then he turned to another direction and pointed at the wall opposite the bed. "The photo you took should be hung here..."
"Your glass should be placed on the night table. The camera is also around you. It may put beside the pillow casually... "
Terence turned the room around and made a correct arrangement about what should be put and what shouldn't be placed.
"How do you know?" Vivian was shocked.
"My feeling?" Terence raised his eyebrows. After getting along with her for such a long time, he had known his life style like the palm of a hand. So it was not a problem at all for him to deal with such decoration problems.
"I didn't expect Mr. Terence has a sixth sense," "But it's time to go to bed. When will you go home?" Vivian snorted.
"Go home?" Terence casually sat on the bed that only had a quilt left. He looked around and said, "Who said I was going home? If I go back, you have to stay at home alone. I am worried about you. "
"There is nothing to worry about... It's not like I've been alone for a while. And I'm not a little kid. "
"That's because you didn't meet me before." With a slight smile on his face, Terence was about to call over to let Vivian come over when he suddenly caught a sight of the falling photo frame on the bedside table. Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand to pick it up.
Vivian noticed his action and also noticed his surprise when he saw the picture.
"This is my mother. I was only four or five years old at that time." Looking at the family of three in the photo, Vivian smiled and asked, "Am I cute?"
"Yes." Terence looked at the photos carefully and said in a sad voice. In the photo, Vivian's father held her in his arms and took her mother's hands. They were a lovely family of three, but there were only two people left now. Terence sighed and asked in a soft voice, "How could your mother..." After saying that, he added, "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. I don't want to talk about your sadness."
"It's been such a long time. I am not so sad now." Vivian walked to the bed and put the frame in order. "It's just a pity. I was so young. My mother passed away and my father brought me up alone. He never remarried another woman. "
Terence stood up and held her in his arms, comforting her silently.
"For all these years, my father is the one I feel most sorry for." Vivian said, biting her lips, "I drag him down. He must have lived a hard life."
"But he felt happy because of you." Terence comforted, "Every time your father mentions you, his pride will be revealed."
"Do you know how my mother died?" Vivian asked and Terence shook his head.
"She died of illness." Vivian said flatly and she looked away, "In my memory, my mother always lay on the bed. I asked her to play with me, but she refused. When I grow up, I realized that she is seriously ill and she doesn't have the strength to stand up. She gradually got paralyzed from numbness of her limbs and finally died. "
"My father is a doctor! But he hadn't cured his wife He had no choice. Every time when my mother is on her Deathday, my father is always drunk and unconscious. "
As a man, Terence could more or less understand such helplessness and pain. He was about to speak after listening to the speech of Vivian, but he saw Vivian turn around and hold his hands.
"What's wrong?" Terence was stunned.
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