Chapter 665

Zero spotted Vivian's absence from a distance and strode over. "Why isn't Vivian joining us for breakfast?"

Emily stirred her coffee. "She's not feeling well. Ethan's taking care of her."

"Not feeling well?" Zero's brow furrowed as he rapped on the door. "Vivian, I heard you're unwell?"

Ethan's eyes darkened. This man called Zero always appeared at the worst possible moments to interrupt them.

Suppressing his irritation, he turned to the woman in his arms. "Tell him to get lost."

"You're the one who should leave!" Vivian bit her lip in frustration.

Ethan pressed his hips against her teasingly. "If I go, who'll take care of you?"

"I don't need you!"

His long fingers traced circles on her waist. "Really?"

"Ah!" Vivian gasped. "Ethan Roscente!"

Zero knocked again outside. "Vivian, should I call a doctor?"

She hastily grabbed Ethan's wandering hands. "I'm fine. No need for a doctor."

"Let me check on you?" Zero persisted.

"Really, it's nothing. Ethan's here." Her voice trembled slightly.

At the mention of that name, Zero's expression turned stormy. He detested Ethan Roscente more than anything.

Alone together in a room? Nothing good could come of that. With a cold laugh, Zero turned and left.

Emily took the hint and departed as well.

The interruption killed Vivian's mood completely. She shoved at the man atop her. "Get off!"

Hearing genuine anger in her voice, Ethan reluctantly rose. But instead of leaving, he swept her into a bridal carry. "Let's get you cleaned up first."

The bathroom door slammed shut. Vivian glared at her reflection—her skin covered in love bites. How was she supposed to wear swimwear now?

This was supposed to be a relaxing hot spring getaway, but Ethan had ruined everything.

When she finally emerged, freshly showered, Ethan still lounged in the room. A breakfast tray had appeared on the table.

"Come eat." He crooked a finger.

"Why are you still here?"

"I'll leave after you eat."

Vivian scoffed. "That's what you said last night too."

And what happened? She'd gotten her yogurt—and lost herself in the process.

"Ethan Roscente!" She ground her teeth.

The man smiled indulgently. "Right here."

He'd long since learned Vivian's temperament. With enough shameless persistence, he could always stay by her side.