Chapter 926

The Art of Shamelessness

Fiona Grandelle's eyes glistened with unshed tears. "Our entire family remembers Vivian's kindness. If anyone dares speak ill of her, I'll be the first to object."

Ethan Roscente's cold gaze sliced through her like a blade behind his sunglasses.

"Remember your words," he rumbled in that deep baritone.

Fiona twisted the fabric of her dress. She knew Ethan's hostility wasn't directed at her, but at anyone who threatened Vivian.

That protective instinct made her heart ache with envy.

Ryan Fairsprene's indifferent reply flashed through her mind, leaving a stone of bitterness in her chest.

......

Vivian Laurent blinked awake, disoriented to find her head pillowed on Ethan's shoulder.

She snatched his sunglasses off. "Who wears these in a hospital?"

"Sleep more?" Ethan remained immovable as granite.

"No. You can leave now."

His jaw twitched. This woman changed moods faster than flipping pages.

"I'm taking you to dinner." Without waiting for consent, he swept her into a bridal carry.

Vivian kicked. "Put me down! I'll dislocate your arm!"

"You'll eat even if I have to drag you." Ethan strode toward the exit. "You're skin and bones—"

He bit back the words.

Too close. If she realized he'd discovered her pregnancy, this wildcat would bolt faster than lightning.

"None of your business!" Vivian pummeled his shoulders.

Ethan tightened his hold, weathering her blows without flinching.

Shamelessness was the golden rule for winning your woman—a truth he'd recently embraced.