Chapter 611

She had known the truth all along.

She just wanted to see if he would be honest with her.

In the end, he still chose to hide it.

This feeling disappointed her more than the truth itself.

"You didn't come that day." Vivian Bennett's voice was very soft. "I stood on the stage and announced the cancellation of the engagement party. Everyone looked at me as if I were a joke."

She tried to force a smile, but failed.

Tears welled up uncontrollably.

"Do you know what I went through?" She looked at him. "Retaliation from Isabella Sullivan, humiliation from those people... To keep your secret, I couldn't even fight back."

All that humiliation, all that hurt.

She endured it all silently.

Having lived for so many years, she had never suffered like that before.

In one night, she tasted it all.

In the end, she couldn't even keep the baby.

She was so broken she wanted to die.

She survived.

She didn't expect any shattered mirror to be made whole again.

She was just heartbroken.

Even after she had lost everything, he still refused to tell that secret.

"Vivian, I'm sorry." Liam Sullivan's voice was hoarse. "I know you suffered a lot... Don't cry."

Seeing the tears on her face, his heart felt as if pierced by needles.

But the matter of Luna Clark...

That was a secret he could never speak aloud.

Everyone has their own dark corners.

He was no exception.

"It's all my fault." He grasped her hand. "I'm willing to accept any punishment. Tell me, what can I do for you to forgive me? I'll do it. I won't disappoint you again."

He looked at her almost pleadingly.

As long as she could calm her anger, he was willing to do anything.

Vivian did not pull her hand back.

She raised her eyes, forcing the tears back.

"Really willing to do anything?" She asked very seriously.

Liam nodded, hope igniting in his eyes.

"Tell me. No matter what it is, I'm willing."

Vivian looked at him deeply.

For a long time.

Then, she suddenly smiled.

She pulled out a newspaper from the bedside table.

She flipped to the entertainment section.

She pointed to a photo in the middle.

The woman in the photo was smiling radiantly, nestled close to Liam Sullivan.

"The thing I want you to do," Vivian's voice was very calm, "is to kill her."

Liam's face instantly changed.

He stared at the photo in the newspaper.

It was Luna Clark.

His body stiffened abruptly.

The smile on his face froze.

A deathly silence fell over the hospital room.

The air seemed to solidify, pressing down until it was hard to breathe.

Vivian's finger was still pressed on the newspaper.

She kept looking at him.

Looking at his stiff face.

Watching the shock and struggle flash in his eyes.

Time passed second by second.

Each second felt like a knife cut.

"Can't do it, can you?" She asked softly.

Liam opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

"You won't even lie to me anymore." Vivian withdrew her hand and tossed the newspaper aside. "Forget it."

She lay back on the bed, turning her back to him.

"Leave."

Liam stood where he was, motionless.

He looked at her back.

So thin, so frail.

Yet so resolute.

"Vivian..." He spoke with difficulty. "She... can't be touched."

Vivian did not turn around.

"I know." Her voice was very light. "So, leave."

Liam wanted to say something more.

In the end, he said nothing.

He turned and left the room.

The door closed softly.

Vivian opened her eyes, looking at the gray sky outside the window.

The tears finally fell.

She had known the answer all along.

She just wanted to try one more time.

One last time.

Now, her heart was completely dead.