Vivian's POV:

 

It was twelve o'clock at midnight.

 

I took a deep breath, walked to Spencer's door, and knocked.

 

A few seconds later, the door opened, and Spencer's towering figure loomed over me.

 

"Vivian, what are you doing here? It's late. Why haven't you gone to bed yet?" He seemed to be a little surprised to see me. What was more, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

 

Seeing that he was concerned about me boosted my courage. At this moment, I closed my eyes, swallowed hard, and threw myself into his arms.

 

A deafening silence fell between us. The only thing I could hear was his heart thumping wildly in his chest.

 

"Vivian, what are you doing?" Spencer asked confusedly.

 

I looked up at him. His face, along with his ears, was as red as a lobster.

 

It seemed that what I had done aroused something inside him.

 

The uneasiness in my heart dissipated. I stroked his well-defined chest with my fingers and coquettishly said, "You saved me from the Johnsons. I haven't officially thanked you yet."

 

Spencer stiffened and took a step away from me. However, I held his waist tightly with my arms and followed him into the room.

 

However, I tripped on something and lost my footing. As a result, we both lost our balance and fell to the cold hardwood floor.

 

"Are you okay?" Spencer asked worriedly. I opened my eyes and saw that I had fallen on top of him. He propped on his hand to get up, but I rode on him, stopping him from doing so

 

He looked at me in astonishment. Suddenly, an inexplicable look flashed across his face. It seemed that it finally dawned on him my purpose of coming here. "Are you planning on sleeping with me to show your gratitude?"

 

"Yes." My fists were clenched as I spoke. For a moment, we just stared into each other's eyes. His eyes were deep and bright, and I could clearly see my reflection in them.

 

He did not say anything in response. Unable to take the silence any longer, I reached out to take off his clothes.

 

I unbuttoned his shirt with trembling hands. On the third button, his toned pecs were revealed.

 

Just as the atmosphere in the room had become hotter, Spencer suddenly grabbed my hand. "You don't have to do this, Vivian. This isn't why I saved you."

 

looked at me expressionlessly,

 

in a low voice. His words killed the

 

Ashamed, I strode to the door without looking back. "Since you don't want me,

 

I slammed the door

 

moment I stepped out of the room, I felt exhausted. Feeling weak, I

 

up listlessly and went to the dining room to have breakfast. However, my day turned even worse as I bumped

 

clothes, Emily strutted towards me, followed by

 

you doing

 

down gracefully. Then, she looked at me with disdain and retorted, "I'm your mother. Why can't I come to your place? Don't

 

my

 

I had said, Emily pounded on the table. "How dare you

 

I don't have parents nor anyone who could teach me how to

 

Emily was at a loss

 

to leave you behind. But your father... he's a horrible man. You saw the way he beat me. If I stayed in that house, who knew what

 

thorns piercing into my body. They stung and made me feel cold all

 

I was trying my best to calm down, I still failed to suppress the anger in my words. "You're right. My father is violent. You would've been beaten up

 

won't kill you,"

 

stood up abruptly in a fit of anger, and my chair tumbled backwards. My

this, Emily looked like a demon, which

 

me get the property of the Johnson family. Once I have it, we can live happily together again. Isn't that great?" Emily goaded with a

 

and stared daggers

 

It appeared that

 

turned my back on her, not wanting

 

as I turned around, I saw Spencer at

 

heard from my conversation with my so-called mother. Frankly speaking, I did not want him to

 

the stairs, Spencer was staring

 

walked

 

Spencer's POV:

 

in Vivian's eyes brought a pang to

 

watched as she went upstairs with a morose expression. When she was gone, I marched to Emily with

 

up and stepped back. Justin strode forward to protect her. The way he looked at me warily

 

Johnson, you seem to be very confident in this bodyguard. You think him alone is enough to protect you?" With a frivolous smile, I turned to Justin and patted him on the shoulder. "There are more than one hundred hatchet men in

 

elegant smile and ordered, "Justin,

 

immediately did as

 

a scrutinizing gaze. "Why are you defending Vivian? Do you want to

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