Chapter 636

Vivian Bennett stared blankly at Liam Sullivan.

The sharp edge in his eyes had faded at some point, replaced by a depth she couldn't decipher.

He knew perfectly well she wanted nothing more than to escape this island every waking moment. Sabotaging the wedding was the only lifeline she could grasp.

Yet now, he was actively handing her an opportunity.

What was he plotting?

She couldn't figure it out.

But with the chance laid before her, she had no reason to let it slip.

"Make you happy?" Vivian frowned slightly, her tone cautious. "Are you serious? And what's the standard?"

She had to be clear.

Dealing with Liam Sullivan, the slightest misstep could land her in a verbal trap, only to be checkmated in the end.

Liam's gaze rested on her face, heavy and still.

"The standard is, make me genuinely feel happy, joyful, in a good mood." He paused, his voice low and measured. "If you can achieve that within three days, I'll let you leave here."

He didn't want to argue with her anymore.

Every confrontation was like a blade, reopening old wounds and adding fresh scars.

All he wanted was the most ordinary warmth between a husband and wife—a light on when he came home, a greeting, a simple home-cooked meal.

That was all.

Vivian was silent for a moment.

His words didn't sound like a trap.

"Then... what do you think I should do to make you happy?" She lifted her eyes and asked softly.

The indoor lighting was a warm orange, softly filling the room.

The previously tense atmosphere quietly dissipated. The air grew soft, even tinged with a domestic warmth.

The light also fell on Liam's face, softening the hard lines of his features.

He suddenly reached out and cupped her face.

The warmth of his fingertips transmitted through her skin. His gaze was deep, like the sea at night.

"Just... like an ordinary wife treats her husband." His voice was very soft, like a breeze brushing past her ear. "Wait here for me to return from work. Ask if I've eaten. Prepare a tasty meal for me. After dinner, hold hands and take a walk together. Come back and watch some TV together, then rest. Wake me up for breakfast in the morning. Tie my tie for me. See me off at the door."

Vivian was stunned.

She thought he would make some刁钻苛刻 demand.

It was... just this?

For a moment, she was lost in thought, a faint ripple of light shimmering in her clear eyes.

"Can you do it?" He lowered his head, his nose almost touching hers.

The distance was too close.

Close enough to hear each other's breathing, to feel the rhythm of their heartbeats.

His world held only her. Her vision held only him.

Both of them suddenly fell silent, gazing deeply at each other as if time had frozen in that moment.

"I..." Vivian turned her face away in a fluster, not daring to look at him anymore.

She was afraid she might soften again.

"I'll try," she said softly, trying to suppress the inexplicable flutter in her heart.

"Then, let's start now."

Liam's eyes suddenly lit up. A smile spread from their depths, carrying a touch of childlike eagerness.

He had keenly caught that momentary wavering in her.

And he never let any fleeting opportunity slip by.

He pulled her up from the sofa, slipped soft beach sandals onto her feet, took her hand, and led her outside.

The beach at night was tranquil and vast.

A full moon hung high in the sky, larger and closer than seen from the mainland, as if one could reach out and touch it.

Moonlight spread over the sea like silver gauze, shimmering like碎钻 flowing on deep blue satin.

A gentle sea breeze brushed past, lifting the hems of their clothes, bringing a moist, fresh scent.

Waves lapped softly against the rocks on the shore, producing a soothing, rhythmic sound, like nature's most peaceful lullaby.

In the two days since Vivian had arrived on the island, her heart had been filled with anxiety and resentment. She had never once calmed down enough to truly see the scenery before her.

Now, standing under the moonlight, listening to the sound of the tide, she suddenly felt that this sea was actually very beautiful.