Chapter 4
The hairs on my neck stood on end.
Grant stood there in his tailored sult, his gaze locked onto me. When our eyes met, he took a hesitant step forward before freezing in place. “Vivian.”
I instinctively covered my belly and took two steps back, humming to leave without a word.
The sharp click of leather shoes followed. In an instant, he blocked my path. His eyes traveled from my face to my swollen stomach, his voice distant. “You got married? And you’re pregnant?”
my chin
Comered, I lifted my ch
All color drained from his face. His hands hung limp at his sides, fingers twitching mechanically–that telltale sign of Grant nearing his breaking point.
I coolly averted my eyes from his trembling hands, looking up at him, “I have things to do. Move”
He spoke as if he hadn’t heard me, his voice ragged. “You said we’d have two children. A boy and a girl. You promised you’d reach them-
“Are you having memory problems?” I cut him off, irritated. “We broke up seven years ago.“!
He stunned, his eyes reddened. “No. I never agreed to that. I was just angry back then. When I went looking for you, you’d already disappeared.”
His voice cracked. “How could you just vanish without a word? Vivian, how could you be so cruel?”
“Because I couldn’t survive in this city anymore.” My lips curled into a humorless smile. “Grant, I nearly didn’t make it out alive.”
His brow furrowed as I continued, “My inbox flooded with messages asking my price for a night Strangers pounded on my door at midnight. I almost didn’t get my diploma, What exactly did I do wrong? All I did was fall for a boy from a wealthy family.”
1 tilted my head. “So tell me, Grant–how do you have the nerve to face me now?”
His eyes burned rod. “I didn’t know, Vivian.” Desperation clawed at his words. “Back then… I thought you were the one who drugged me, s
My laugh cut through his explanation. “Let me guess–you investigated later?”
He nodded stiffly, explaining how he’d reviewed security footage a month after my disappearance. The culprit turned out to be a junior from his club
gave a noncommittal hum. The truth stopped mattering years ago,
Yet Grant didn’t seem to share that perspective. He stubbornly believed that if everyone from back then would just apologize to me, all the hurt I’d suffered could be erased with a single stroke “Vivian, I’ll make it up to you. I can transfer assets to your name. Cars, properties, jewelry–anything Just say you forgive me.”
Exhaustion weighed my eyelids down. “Fine. I’ll forgive you if you disappear from my life forever.‘
He recoiled as if struck. After a long pause, he reached for me with shaking hands,
1 shielded my belly and stepped back
His arms dropped limply. His gaze fixed on where my hands protected my child, his voice barely audible. “Is he richer than me? This man you’re carrying a child for? Can he give you more than I could?”
My sharp laugh made him finch. When I speared him with my glare, he couldn’t hold my gaze. “Grant, I don’t know when you decided I was with you for money. But in our four years together, did I ever take advantage of you? Even once?“!
His blank expression churned my stomach, I couldn’t bear another word.
This time, he didn’t follow.
But I felt his stare burning into my back long after I walked away.
Chapter 4
