Edward only admonished, gave a meaningful glance at Vivian, and retreated.
“Wait.”
In the bedroom, Vivian shouted.
Edward stood outside the door looking at her, “What’s wrong?”
“I …”
Vivian was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.
It seems that just now calling out to Edward was just a subconscious act, and now Edward suddenly asked her a question, to let herself follow the puzzling.
“No, nothing. Just wanted to ask you, are you not … coming over these days?”
She said – come here!
And not back.
Because in Vivian’s subconscious, she thinks Edward doesn’t consider this place home.
“If I’m not busy, I’ll be back all evening. You can just order the sister-in-law and nanny directly if you have anything.”
“I got it.”
“Hmm. ”
Edward closed the door and turned to leave.
For a while, the bedroom was empty, leaving Vivian alone, so lonely.
Bored lying in bed for a while.
Vivian woke up for dinner only after the nanny called her for dinner.
Now that there are nannies and maids in the house, Vivian’s heart is still empty, even though there are more people.
That sense of emptiness, as if it was not a void that the two of them could fill.
Or perhaps vaguely expecting someone.
Is it Edward?
She asked herself rhetorically.
“Wow …”
Suddenly, Ashtyn cried out, a cry that woke Vivian up and brought her back to her senses.
When you think about the things you just thought about, you feel a little confused in your head, how can you think about this mess?
“Baby, come on, Mommy’s holding.”
Vivian walked up to his sister-in-law, took the baby from her arms, shook him in his arms, coaxed him, and teased the baby.
At this time, Edward was sitting in one of the bars, accompanying several bosses he had worked with before to drink heavily and wanted to seek cooperation.
Despite putting his foot down and drinking several bottles of wine, he did not get the cooperation.
It was not until late at night that Edward left the bar, stumbling alone on the deep snowy road.
Cold, cool wind into the neck, cold he shivered.
I thought everything would go smoothly, but now it seems that the old man’s threat really works.
None of the bosses of those companies were willing to work with him.
Edward was a bit down, disappointed, and even self-doubting.
I don’t know how long he walked, he stopped a cab, he had already told the cab driver about Blossomland villa, but suddenly he realized that he had moved now, and told the driver the address of his new place.
Ten minutes later, Edward returned home.
It was already a little after one o’clock late at night.
He took the key and opened the door, walked in, leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes and didn’t say a word.
Despite the drunkenness, there was no sleep.
In the bedroom, Vivian had slept all afternoon and was now sleepless. Hearing voices in the living room, she knew it was Edward who had returned.
Heartstrings tightened, somehow a few tension.
But after waiting in the bedroom for a long time, Edward did not appear.
Vivian was a little confused and froze, then got up and walked out.
When we got to the living room, we found Edward lying on the couch.
A few meters away, she smelled the strong smell of alcohol, immediately the small face sank, walked over and asked, “How much wine have you drunk?”
“Hmm?”
Edward heard the sound and opened his eyes, because against the light is a bit harsh, he squinted at Vivian.
Somehow, the moment I saw her, the irritation in my heart dissipated a lot.
Reaching out, he yanked Vivian over with one hand.
Vivian’s body was unstable and she jumped directly into his arms.
The man just wrapped his arms around her, “Vivian, cuddle, don’t move, let me hug you.”
The little woman struggled a bit, not only did not break away from Edward’s embrace, but the man hugged more tightly.
“Hey Edward, if you want to sleep, go to your room.”
She muttered as she leaned into the man’s arms.
“I don’t want to move, I’ll just lie here for a while.”
The pungent and smoky smell of alcohol permeated everywhere, smoked Vivian some uncomfortable, she uncomfortably wrinkled her brow, “That … want me to go cook you a bowl of sober soup?”
Thinking about the noodles Edward gave her to live at noon, even though they were hard to eat, the hardest she had ever eaten, it still warmed her heart.
“No, I just want to hold you.”
That, with a few drunken words.
But the wine speaks the truth.
Vivian’s heart was pounding, her heart was pounding, she was nervous and excited, she hadn’t done anything, why should she be nervous?
Leaning in the man’s arms, feeling his heart beating warmly.
Vivian bites her lips with her shell teeth, “Edward, are you … you drunk?”
“Not drunk, who told you I was drunk.”
“And who am I?”
“Vivian.”
“Aren’t you … repulsed by me?”
She asked a few questions, but couldn’t ask whether Edward was drunk or not, just subconsciously said another sentence.
“No … doesn’t hate it, why should it?”
If it is said to hate, Edward does not know from when to hate, and do not know when not to hate.
“What did you say?”
Edward’s answer surprised Vivian a little.
She looked up at him, only to have the man’s big palm pressed down on her head again, “Stop it, I’m so sleepy.”
“You … you haven’t, answer my question.”
“Well … what’s the problem?”
“I say, why don’t you hate me?”
“I only like you, and how can I hate you.”
The man muttered in a daze.
It was this sentence that stunned Vivian’s jaw, mouth slightly open, almost able to stuff an egg.
Froze and blinked his eyelashes.
And then her eyes rolled, she jerked her head up and asked again, “What did you just say?”
“So noisy, sleep.”
The man wrinkled his brow and muttered unhappily.
For a time, the woman’s interest is all gone, skimmed, stood up from his arms, “want to sleep on their own, I do not accompany you to sleep in the living room.”
Inexplicably, I was a little angry, so I left Edward behind and went into the bedroom.
“Vomit … vomit …”
When he got to the bedroom, Vivian lay in bed tossing and turning, suddenly heard the sound of vomiting outside, immediately got up and went out to see.
That’s when I found out Edward had thrown up.
White floor tiles on a pile of dirty vomit, look at all feel a little disgusting.
“Water, I want some water?”
Edward waved his hand and muttered.
Vivian’s face was blue with anger and she walked over and poured him a glass of water and handed it to him.
As a result, the man held the cup and raised it directly towards himself.
“Hey …”
Before Vivian had a chance to stop it, the glass of water was poured directly on his face.
Because the water is warm, the temperature and so a drop of hot, may not be hot to drink, but spilled on the skin but a little slightly hot.
The man instantly sobered up and sat up in a flash, cold eyes waiting for Vivian, “What are you doing?”
Vivian: “…”
What’s it to her?