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."

 

expressionlessly, making me doubt my

 

low voice. His words killed the romance

 

of shame and anger arose inside me. Ashamed, I strode to the door without looking back. "Since you don't want me,

 

the door shut

 

exhausted.

 

not sleep well that night. The next morning, I got up listlessly and went to the dining room to have breakfast. However, my day turned even worse as I

 

Emily strutted towards me, followed by

 

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

 

selling my

 

Emily pounded on the table.

 

who could teach me how

 

at a loss

 

is, I didn't want 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 he'd do to me? I might've been killed! You're an adult

 

my body. They stung and

 

in my words. "You're right. My father is violent. You would've been beaten up if you stayed. But what about me? Did you really believe he wouldn't hurt

 

daughter. He won't kill you,"

 

up abruptly in a fit

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

 

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

 

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

 

eyes widened in shock. It appeared that she did not expect I would

 

not wanting to

 

around, I saw Spencer at the

 

no idea how much he had heard from my conversation with my so-called mother. Frankly speaking, I did not want him to know about my miserable past. I hated being

 

stairs, Spencer was staring at

 

demeanor and walked past

 

Spencer's POV:

 

brought a pang to

 

When she was gone, I

 

and stepped back. Justin strode forward to protect her. The

 

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

 

put on an elegant smile and

 

immediately did as

 

at me with a scrutinizing gaze. "Why are you

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