Chapter 595

Vivian Laurent was flipping through a magazine on the couch when Isabella Langley's text popped up. Her eyes lit up as she immediately replied, "Sounds great."

She really needed some fresh air. The recent work pressure had been intense, and this was the perfect chance to unwind.

After setting the time, Isabella arrived at Vivian's place a day early with her suitcase. They spent the evening applying face masks and chatting until late into the night.

...

At the Roscente mansion, little Theo Evans had just finished his bath, his hair still damp. Clutching his teddy bear, he sidled up to Ethan Roscente.

"Uncle..." the boy mumbled.

Ethan set aside his documents and ruffled Theo's hair. "What's wrong?"

"I miss Mommy." Theo bit his lip. "She hasn't called me in so long."

Ethan's expression darkened. Though Theo had been getting along well with Vivian lately, Sophia Evans had raised him for five years.

"Mommy's very busy with work overseas," he said gently. "How about Uncle takes you to Disneyland tomorrow?"

Theo looked down, tears welling in his eyes. "Did Mommy abandon me?"

Ethan's heart clenched. He immediately dialed Sophia's number.

The moment the call connected, Sophia's shrill voice came through. "Theo! Mommy misses you so much! It's all that Vivian Laurent's fault for keeping us apart!"

"She's nothing but a homewrecker! Once your uncle marries her, they'll throw you away!"

Ethan snatched the phone away. "Sophia! Have you lost your mind?"

He hung up and pulled the trembling boy into a tight embrace. "Uncle would never abandon you."

Theo sniffled. "I miss Auntie Vivian..."

Something stirred in Ethan's chest as he dialed Vivian's number for the boy.

"Theo!" Vivian's bright voice chimed through the speaker. "Why haven't you come to play with me lately?"

Hearing her voice, Theo's tears turned to laughter. Unconsciously, Ethan's lips curved upward.

"I've missed you too," Vivian said, immediately sensing something amiss. "Are you crying?"

"N-no..."

"Don't lie to me." Her tone softened. "Did that irresponsible uncle of yours bully you again?"

She lowered her voice conspiratorially. "He's already getting old yet still never stays home. Since when is work more important than our Theo?"

Ethan raised an eyebrow. Old?

He was only thirty.