Chapter 678

"Sleep with him in your arms," Vivian said coldly.

Ethan looked down at the sleeping Theo in his embrace, a faint smile playing on his lips. "I can't. He's a light sleeper and wakes at the slightest movement."

"Then leave him here and get out." Vivian saw right through his ploy.

The man was clearly using Theo as an excuse to stay. Ever since that absurd night at the hot spring resort, he'd become increasingly bold.

"Theo can't sleep without me." Ethan remained unfazed. "If he wakes up and doesn't see me, he'll cry all day."

Vivian arched an eyebrow.

This man would even make up stories about his own son just to stay.

"Why don't we both stay?" Ethan coaxed. "Theo would be so happy to see you in the morning."

He emphasized "Theo" while his gaze remained fixed on Vivian.

"Dream on!" she snapped.

Letting this wolf through her door? She wasn't that foolish.

Ethan sighed dramatically. "Then I'll have to wake Theo and leave with him."

"Don't you dare!" Vivian glared.

Theo slept peacefully, his rosy cheeks too precious to disturb.

"We stay together or leave together." Ethan resorted to shameless tactics.

"Ethan Roscente!" Vivian gritted her teeth. "Have you no shame?"

The man being scolded only smiled wider.

"For Theo, it's worth it."

Too tired to argue, Vivian relented. "Sleep downstairs. Don't come up. You're responsible for Theo."

She gently tucked the blanket around the sleeping child, her expression softening. She hoped the baby in her womb would be just as adorable.

As she ascended the stairs, she felt the heat of a gaze burning into her back.

Ethan watched her retreating figure with narrowed eyes. Vivian seemed perfectly normal—so why had she gone to the hospital?

He searched the living room thoroughly but found no medication.

Very strange.

The sound of running water upstairs ceased.

Ethan crept up silently. Vivian's door was firmly locked.

"Vivi?" He knocked.

"What?" came the wary reply.

"We need to talk."

"Say it!"

Ethan swallowed hard, imagining her fresh from the shower. "Face to face."

"Go back downstairs!" Vivian tightened her robe. "We'll talk tomorrow."

A sudden wave of fatigue hit her—probably another pregnancy symptom.

"Fine." Ethan knew when to retreat.

Staying the night was victory enough. He wouldn't push his luck.