Spencer's POV:

 

As I held Vivian's soft body in my arms, I fell into a momentary trance. However, her confidence irritated me and quickly yanked me out of my daze.

 

I took her hands into mine, and then pushed her away gently. "Don't do that. I'm not suitable for you."

 

The smile on her face vanished in an instant, replaced with a frown. Discontent, she hissed, "Then why the hell did you come to me?"

 

"I just don't want you to get hurt, Vivian. If you're happy with that man, I promise I won't interfere. I just want you to think things over." I dared not look into her eyes, too nervous to meet her gaze. Having said what I needed to, I spun on my heel and left immediately.

 

Passing the hallway, I caught a glimpse of the man's face. 'So this is Vivian's type?' I thought to myself gloomily.

 

Frustrated, I clenched my fists silently and hurried back to my car. I told the driver to send me back to the bar.

 

On the way, my phone rang. Scarlett's name popped up on the screen.

 

"Hey, Scarlett. Aren't you on a business trip?"

 

"Vivian called me just now. She said she's drinking alone at the seaside. She sounded really weird... Is it convenient for you to check on her now, Spencer? I'm really worried about her."

 

My heart skipped a beat. Anxious, I quickly asked Scarlett for the specific address and demanded the driver to send me there as soon as humanely possible. Worry chewed on my heart, sending me into panic.

 

Along the way, I kept calling Vivian. To my dismay, she didn't answer at all.

 

So anxious I was, a second seemed like a century.

 

After a long and excruciating wait, the car arrived at the destination.

 

Through the window, I noticed Vivian's car parked at the roadside.

 

She was really here!

 

Before the car could even stop properly, I unlocked the door and jumped off without hesitation. I didn't bother to care about the consequences.

 

Seeing this, the driver shouted in panic behind me.

 

I couldn't care less and didn't respond to him. My eyes swept around the place, hunting for Vivian. I paced every nook and cranny, calling her name desperately.

 

Finally, from a distance, I spotted a familiar figure. Vivian was there! She staggered towards me with a bottle of wine in hand.

 

I ran to her immediately, worried. "Vivian! Where have you been?"

 

unspeaking. All of a sudden, she shook off my hand

 

very same words I had said

 

and I understood

 

before collapsing on the beach,

 

up. It was then

 

on the back seat.

 

a pleading tone. I didn't know why, but I heeded her request and sat in the

 

my shoulder, and

 

soon, she

 

silently, until

 

I realized that it had come from Vivian's phone. A new message had appeared on the locked screen, but I could not see the

 

uneasiness suddenly washed over

 

was texting

 

it the man she dated tonight? Was he interested in Vivian? More importantly, would Vivian

 

train of thoughts died away

 

looked down at her, but her eyes were still

 

that she wanted to sleep with me. So why did she go

 

couldn't make heads or tails out of it. What on earth were my feelings for Vivian? How did I

 

in, turning me drowsy. My eyelids grew heavy as a strong urge to

 

long I

and subconsciously tightened my

 

directed a

 

with her sharp eyes, I let go of her right

 

confused as to why I was next

 

long time, and threw her a sulky look. "My arm's numb,

 

phone. She picked it up

 

you. I said it because I didn't want to regret later on. I hope

 

Harris? How dare Emily's

 

I snorted, derisive.

 

are you snorting?" Vivian

 

you in the bar. How could you

 

Vivian quickly leaned over and kissed me hard on the lips before I could react. "Stop making excuses. You're just

 

she saw that I wasn't replying, she crashed her lips against mine for another

 

Scarlett's POV:

 

as I got off

 

who came to

 

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