The Million-Dollar Heart

The herbal concoction was brought over, and Vivienne just needed a whiff to identify the ingredients, their primary functions, how effective they were, when they would take effect, and what benefits they held for her...

But, she didn't want to drink it.

She wasn't a fan of taking medicine, something only her mom and Mr. Wolf were privy to.

Vivienne felt her stomach churn at the thought, pinching the bridge of her nose, "Mr. Wolf, can I skip this one? Look at me, do I look like someone who's under the weather?"

Percival knew her too well, understanding that his words might not sway her decision. He even anticipated that she might dispose of the medicine at the slightest hint of an opportunity. Only mentioning her mother would do the trick.

"Mom made me promise before we got back, insisting that you can't skip this medicine."

Vivienne choked, squinting at Percival with a double meaning, "Mr. Wolf, whose expertise do you trust more, my medical skills or my mom's insistence?"

"I trust myself."

Percival pursed his lips, a rare blush adorning his handsome face, "The other night, I might have gotten a bit carried away. If anything happened to the baby... Vivienne, you know what I mean."

Vivienne, "..."

Mr. Wolf's unexpected move caught her off guard.

Knowing how she couldn't resist his softer side, how could she refuse now?

Seeing Vivienne silent, Percival chuckled and brought the medicine closer, but before handing it to her, he took it upon himself to sip half of it.

Vivienne froze, watching Mr. Wolf down half the bowl without so much as a grimace.

She couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time; Mr. Wolf was really going all out to get her to take her medicine.

"Mr. Wolf, this is meant for pregnant women, not a poison test. What good does it do if you drink it?"

Percival shook his head, indicating he was fine, "I checked with the pharmacist. These are all nourishing ingredients; it won't harm anyone else who drinks it." Vivienne had no doubts that if drinking this medicine could relieve even a fraction of her discomfort, Mr. Wolf wouldn't hesitate for a second.

what more was

the half-drunk bowl from Mr. Wolf, she

Percival stared, momentarily stunned.

prepared some sugar

the bitter

thinking about when you were a kid. You never liked taking your medicine back then either.

"Mr. Wolf, you didn't start having ideas about me back

for you, I

him closer, "That won't do. You can

quite lucky. Maybe fate decided long ago that you were

eyes locked, and Vivienne's cheeks

marriage is the

indeed become much more

up, "Tomorrow, I need to stop by Dorian's place. With Leopold

they were to keep the news under wraps, they needed to be

and experience, might notice something off about Vivienne's

his expression serious when he finally spoke, "Let Thomas

Vivienne nodded.

Wolf to even suggest this was already a

grabbed her bag, ready

her put it on, "It's a few degrees

already layered attire and then the moderately chilly weather outside,

soup and some fresh fruits. Have some if you get hungry on the

Vivienne, "..."

necessary just because she was pregnant, treating her like a national

and with the "snack pack" in hand, Vivienne looked at Percival, "I'm

watching her

heading to the Brooks family, Vivienne made a detour

she received from Delilah to Brody for a comprehensive check-up, thinking it was

carrying a food container, he sneakily glanced at it, "Vivienne, what