Chapter 677

Ethan Roscente stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, his knuckles turning white.

Lucas Lefèvre's sudden invitation was too deliberate.

He knew Vivian Laurent too well. The more she tried to conceal something, the more suspicious it became.

The hospital. Again.

This was the third time this month.

His fingers tapped absently against the glass. Stomach cancer? Leukemia? Or—

His fist clenched abruptly.

"Uncle!" Theo bounded into the room, bouncing with energy. "When are we going to see Auntie?"

Ethan crouched down and pinched his nephew's chubby cheeks. "Right now."

The doorbell rang just as Vivian was reviewing her test results.

She hastily shoved the papers into a drawer.

"Auntie!" Theo launched himself into her arms.

Vivian lifted the child, but her gaze collided with Ethan's probing stare.

"What brings you here?" She averted her eyes.

Ethan studied the faint blush on the tips of her ears. "Just passing by."

During dinner, his chopsticks reached for the dish in front of her for the third time.

"Lately, you've been—"

"Theo, do you want shrimp?" Vivian abruptly cut him off.

Ethan narrowed his eyes.

The tenth episode of the cartoon played in the background.

Theo's head bobbed sleepily before finally lolling against Vivian's shoulder.

"He's asleep," she murmured.

Ethan leisurely closed his laptop. "It's too late to move him now. He might catch a chill."

Vivian watched his composed movements before suddenly laughing. "Since when did Mr. Roscente become a babysitter?"

"Since someone started lying."

Their eyes locked.

The edge of a test result peeked out from the drawer, two blurred words visible: "Pregnancy."