Bye, My Irresistible Love

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, making me

up," he ordered in a low voice. His words killed the romance

sank, and a feeling of shame and anger arose inside me. Ashamed, I strode to the door without looking back. "Since you don't want me, I'll arrange someone else for

slammed the door

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

that night. The next morning, I got up listlessly and went to the dining room to

expensive clothes, Emily strutted

you doing here?" I

lifted her skirt and sat 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 forget that you still have to pay

selling my

what I had said, Emily pounded on the table. "How dare you talk to me like that, you uneducated

anyone who could teach me how to behave

Emily was at a loss for

horrible man. You saw the way he beat me. If

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

down, I still failed to suppress the anger in my words. "You're right. My

daughter. He won't kill you," Emily

care about me!" I stood up abruptly in a fit of anger, and

blurry because of the tears welling up in my eyes. Because of this, Emily looked like a demon, which was ironic

of the Johnson family. Once I have it, we can

streaming down my face and stared daggers at her. "No way!" I

widened in shock. It appeared that she did not expect

turned my back on her, not wanting

I turned around, I saw Spencer

from my conversation with my so-called mother. Frankly speaking, I did

the stairs, Spencer was staring at

and walked past him, pretending

Spencer's POV:

vulnerability in Vivian's eyes brought

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

and stepped back. Justin strode forward to protect her. The way he looked

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 my pub. Do you

an elegant smile and ordered,

immediately did as

me with a scrutinizing gaze. "Why