Chapter 342
Vivian Bennett hurried to the hospital.
She pushed open the door to the hospital room.
Grace Harper was staring out the window, lost in thought.
Vivian walked over quietly.
Her cousin's thin shoulders trembled slightly.
Vivian's heart clenched.
She reached out and held Grace's cold fingers.
"I'm here, Grace."
Grace turned her head.
Her eyes were red, but she forced a weak smile.
"Vivian, you came all this way so late."
Vivian shook her head.
She pulled a chair over and sat by the bed.
"I was worried about you being alone."
Outside the window, the night grew deeper.
Only a small lamp lit the room.
The dim yellow light fell on their clasped hands.
Vivian spoke softly about amusing work stories.
She tried to dispel the heavy atmosphere in the room.
Grace gradually began to laugh.
The worry between her eyebrows lessened.
Vivian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
......
Liam Sullivan pushed open the door to the Emerald Estate apartment.
The interior was pitch black.
He flipped the switch.
Light flooded the empty living room.
His steps halted.
The air no longer carried the scent of her usual perfume.
He strode quickly into the bedroom.
The closet stood wide open.
It was completely empty.
The vanity was clean.
Even her favorite lipstick was gone.
Liam's chest tightened painfully.
He pulled out his phone to dial.
His fingers trembled slightly.
The cold tone of a powered-off phone echoed in his ear.
His tall, straight figure froze in place.
An unprecedented panic washed over him like a tide.
He stood before the floor-to-ceiling window.
The city lights glittered brilliantly outside.
Yet they could not illuminate the darkness in his heart.
Liam turned abruptly.
He dialed his assistant's number.
"Find Vivian Bennett's current location."
A black car cut through the night.
It stopped at the hospital entrance.
Liam strode down the corridor.
He finally saw that slender figure outside a hospital room.
Vivian was gently closing the door.
She turned and collided directly into his embrace.
His arms tightened around her fiercely.
It felt as if he wanted to crush her into his very bones.
Vivian looked up at him in a daze.
The corridor light fell on his tense profile.
"How did you..."
Before she could finish, her words were sealed by a scorching kiss.
Liam kissed her eyes and brows repeatedly.
His voice was low and hoarse.
"When did you move out?"
He had lived twenty-nine years.
Nothing had ever made him lose control like this.
Except the woman in his arms.
Vivian breathed lightly in his embrace.
"You went to Emerald Estate?"
Her fingertips brushed over the collar of his coat.
Her voice was soft.
"Grace needs someone to take care of her."
"I wanted to stay with her for a few days."
Her tone carried a hint of guilt by the end.
Liam stroked her long hair.
"Once your cousin is discharged, move in with me."
Vivian instinctively shook her head.
"I'm used to living on my own."
His gaze deepened.
He grasped her fingers.
"After everything between us, you still won't give me a proper status?"