Chapter 10 Vivian, You Really Are Greedy

• Adam's question hit home, and I was at a loss for words. Instead, I said to him, "Focus on your recovery. Don't be silly."
• He looked at me, his dark eyes filled with guilt. "Are you not getting married because of my illness?"
• I smiled lightly and hugged him. "No, it's because I haven't met the person I want to marry yet. It has nothing to do with you. Don't overthink it."
• He was still about to speak, but he was interrupted by Mom. "Ady, enough talking. You have to rest now."
• Though he inwardly refused, he had no choice but to shut up reluctantly. After a while, perhaps the medicine took effect, for he fell asleep.
• In the silent ward, Mom looked at me, hesitating to speak. After a momentary struggle, she eventually spoke up. "Vivi, I know that you're grown up and you have your own opinions, but since you have a boyfriend, why don't you take some time out and let your dad and I meet him? You're a girl, after all, but you hurt your womb before getting married. No matter what kind of person he is, as parents, we can't help but feel worried."
• I lowered my head, unable to find the words to say to Mom for a while. After a short silence, I said, "Mom, I've already broken up with him."
• "Broken up?" Mom was taken aback. She looked at me, agitated. "Why did you break up? You are a good girl and even aborted his baby, but now you've broken up. What's going on?"
• "Mom, don't bring this up anymore. I know I was wrong!" Looking at Mom, I couldn't bear to tell her the full details of the situation.
• She was so angry that she couldn't sit still, but she couldn't bear to scold me, so she merely sighed. "What a mess. If your dad found out about this, you... Sigh!"
• As she sat down to wipe away her tears, I lowered my head and exited the ward silently.
• Once I had left the hospital, I subconsciously arrived at the apartment. After a few days, it was covered with dust inside. It was only after a whole afternoon of cleaning that I managed to make the house spotless. After all, I had to move out soon.
• When Emil entered, I was taking a bath and didn't hear the door open. He probably followed the sound of water to look for me in the bathroom.
• When he embraced me all of a sudden, I screamed in fright, thinking that a robber had broken into the house and bit him in panic.
• He carried me to the sink and said in a low voice, "It's me!"
• Hearing the familiar voice, I stiffened before letting out a sigh of relief. When I wiped the water droplets from my face, I saw his magnified handsome face looking at me.
• As our eyes met, we knew very well what was about to happen next after our countless encounters. Even though I had just gone through an abortion, I was aware that I didn't have the rights to refuse, so I chose to be silent.
• After it was over, he left expressionlessly. As I watched his large figure exiting the bathroom, I could only feel my heart growing cold.
• In the bedroom, he stood on the balcony with a fresh cigarette between his fingers, his slender back facing me. When he heard my footsteps, he glanced backward at me and snuffed out the cigarette.
• His dark, indifferent eyes fell on me as he asked in a cold voice, "What do you want?"
• I was taken aback for a moment, but his meaning was clear. He came to cut ties with me.
• What do I want?
• I pursed my lips, but a laugh slipped out before I could stop it. I looked at him and asked, "President Penrose, what do you think you should give me so that I wouldn't disturb your happy life with Miss Turing?"
• He raised his eyebrow, his expression darkening. "Vivian, don't test my limits, okay?"
• Is that a warning?
• As I approached him, the smell of tobacco emanated off his body and tempted me. I greedily wanted to lean on his chest like Kelly and quietly listen to his heartbeat for the last time, but he violently pushed me away in disgust.
• Just as he was about to flip out, I straightened my posture and declared, "This much!" Then I spread out my fingers. I knew better than anyone else that it wouldn't do me any good to continue pestering him.
• He glanced at my fingers and sneered mockingly. "Five million? Vivian, you really are greedy!"