Chapter 558
Vivian Laurent returned to the hotel carrying sanitary pads and painkillers.
She handed them to the young girl next door suffering from menstrual cramps.
After giving some advice, she retreated to her own room.
From her bag, Vivian pulled out a pregnancy test.
The bathroom light glared harshly.
Her fingers trembled as she stared at the two clear red lines.
"Impossible..."
She tore open another box—a different brand.
The result remained the same.
She was pregnant.
The shock made her legs buckle.
Leaning against the sink, Vivian stared at her ghostly pale reflection.
She was only twenty-four.
Motherhood had never crossed her mind at this age.
Least of all with Ethan Roscente as the father.
"What do I do..."
She recalled the alcohol she'd consumed recently. The dangerous missions.
All potential threats to the fragile life inside her.
The biggest problem? She couldn't tell Ethan.
If he found out, everything would spiral out of control.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
The sound jerked her from her thoughts.
Vivian hastily tossed the test onto the counter.
Assuming it was the neighbor girl again, she opened the door—
Only to find Ethan standing there.
Rage ignited instantly.
This bastard!
If not for that night...
Her hand flew toward his face.
Ethan caught her wrist effortlessly.
"Viv?"
Furious, she sank her teeth into his forearm.
He hissed in pain but didn't pull away.
Only when she tasted blood did she release him.
Nausea churned in her stomach.
"Get out!" she screamed, eyes blazing.
Ethan didn't budge.
He lifted a takeout bag. "Heard this place was good."
"You haven't eaten."
The sight of his handsome face fueled her anger.
"I'm not hungry!"
She shoved him, but he used the momentum to pull her into his arms.
"Enough. Eat first."
His voice softened to a dangerous tenderness.