Chapter 928

"I only want children with Vivian. I'll never accept anyone else's."

"Vivian, you can always trust me. Let's get something to eat first, okay?"

Ethan Roscente softened his voice, making Vivian Laurent's heart churn with mixed emotions.

"I'm tired."

The brief rest earlier hadn't been enough. She could sleep for days right now.

"You can rest after eating. I'll stay with you."

"Who asked you to stay?" Vivian muttered under her breath.

Yet strangely, she always slept more soundly around Ethan.

It wasn't just his comforting presence—it was the unshakable sense of safety he gave her. She knew he'd protect her.

"I'm the one who can't stay away. I want to keep you in my sight every moment."

The tender words made Vivian's ears burn.

"Shut up! That's so cringey!"

Ethan chuckled lowly and carried her into the dining room.

The table was laden with all her favorite dishes.

Ravenous, Vivian dug in without restraint.

Ethan handed her a glass of water. "Slow down. Drink something first. Did the royal family not feed you after you saved them?"

"Not their fault. I just had no appetite."

Her mouth full of food, the excuse sounded weak even to her own ears.

Ethan looked pleased. "So your appetite improved after seeing me?"

Vivian rolled her eyes. "Don't flatter yourself! I was just hungry!"

As if seeing him would make her hungry—more like lose her appetite.

Her unstoppable eating was really because the baby was hungry.

After a few bites, her phone rang.

Fiona Grandelle.

"Fiona?"

"Vivian! Come quick! It's my mother!" Fiona's voice was frantic.

"What happened to the Queen? I'm on my way!"

Vivian dropped her chopsticks and bolted for the door.

Ethan called after her, "At least finish your meal!"

"I'm full! Ethan, pay the bill!"

At least the man was good for something.

By the time Ethan settled the check and reached the hospital, Vivian had already rushed into the ward.

Queen Eleanor was agitated, her surgical wound bleeding again.

Fiona looked near tears. "I'm sorry, Vivian. Mom woke up demanding to see my brother, and her stitches tore... I didn't know what to do..."

She wanted to tell her mother the truth about her brother's survival but feared disrupting Vivian's plans.

"Dr. Luna! I must see my son!" The Queen ignored her pain, growing more distressed at Vivian's arrival.