Chapter 543
Vivian Bennett looked up.
The mirror reflected her face.
It was pale as paper.
But her lips were a burning red.
Her eyes were vacant.
Her hair was disheveled.
She looked like a madwoman.
Bizarre.
Disheveled.
Her stomach churned violently.
She had emptied it, yet a suffocating discomfort remained.
She had never felt this wretched before.
She turned on the faucet.
Cold water splashed onto her face.
The reflection in the mirror remained blank.
She wanted to cry, but no tears came.
Panic.
Confusion.
A whirlwind of emotions tore at her.
Yet she didn't know what to do.
Her mind was a complete blank.
Only emptiness remained.
A hollow, vacant emptiness.
She stared at her own reflection.
A shudder ran through her body.
A flash of something like lightning crossed her eyes.
Her fists clenched.
Her jaw tightened.
This shouldn't be happening.
She refused to believe it.
How could something so bizarre exist in the world?
Maybe she had just seen wrong.
How could someone who was dead be alive?
Liam Sullivan's first love was long dead.
She wouldn't believe it.
She couldn't believe something so absurd.
"Vivian Bennett."
She murmured to herself.
"Forget what happened today."
"Don't doubt. Don't dig deeper."
"You only need the happiness you have now."
She didn't want anything to change.
Yes, forget it.
She was just unwell, having hallucinations.
She comforted herself over and over.
She hypnotized herself repeatedly.
Illusions. They were all illusions.
A lie told a hundred times could become truth.
Vivian gradually began to hallucinate.
She had seen nothing today.
It was just her eyes playing tricks.
A mistake.
Miraculously, she pulled herself together.
She stopped thinking about what had just happened.
She just wanted to go home quickly.
She walked out of the restroom.
Sophia Miller was watching her with concern.
"Vivian, what's wrong?"
"You look terrible."
"I think I heard you throwing up in there?"
Vivian lowered her gaze.
She turned her head away.
"It's nothing."
"Maybe I ate something bad. My stomach is upset."
Sophia was taken aback.
"You really threw up?"
"Could it be..."
Vivian knew what she was guessing.
Morning sickness from pregnancy?
She shook her head.
"No."
"It's just my stomach."
She had been shocked.
Seeing Liam Sullivan's ex-girlfriend.
That's why she had thrown up.
"Well, you need to take good care of yourself."
Sophia said earnestly.
Vivian nodded absently.
"Sophia."
She spoke suddenly.
"Do you believe someone who died could suddenly be alive?"
Sophia's eyes widened.
She looked utterly speechless.
"Dead is dead. How could they be alive?"
"That's a contradiction in terms."
"Vivian, are you studying philosophy lately? Asking such strange questions."
Vivian breathed a sigh of relief.
A stubborn determination surfaced in her eyes.
She said coldly.
"I believe that too. Death is the end."
Perhaps the person she saw today.
Was simply a trick of the eyes.
Or a hallucination.
By the time she got home, the sky was completely dark.
Vivian was utterly exhausted.
Her face was pale.
Her eyes were lost.
She entered the villa.
In the evening, most of the servants had retired to their quarters at the back.
The main hall was quiet.
The lights cast a stark, white glow.
Even the light seemed lonely.
No one was there.
The quiet was chilling.