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 there

the half-drunk bowl from Mr. Wolf, she closed

Percival stared, momentarily stunned.

he had prepared some sugar and

the bitter taste, then looked up inquisitively, "Mr.

wipe a dab of cream from her lips, his eyes filled with endless affection, "I was thinking about when you were a kid. You never liked taking your medicine

a hint of mischief, "Mr. Wolf, you didn't

deepened with an undeniable love, "If it weren't for you, I might have dedicated my life to

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

I'm quite lucky.

and Vivienne's cheeks flushed as

says marriage is the graveyard of

had indeed become much more

to stop by Dorian's place. With Leopold around, I should be fine on my own. I'm afraid if you come along, Cordelia might spot

were to keep the news under wraps,

and experience, might notice something off

serious when he finally spoke, "Let Thomas accompany you. Otherwise, I won't

Vivienne nodded.

even suggest this was already

was already waiting at the door. Vivienne grabbed her bag, ready to head out

thick coat, insisting on helping her put it on, "It's a few degrees colder than last

then the moderately

thermal bag, "Here's some calming soup and some fresh fruits.

Vivienne, "..."

because she was pregnant, treating her like a national

the "snack pack" in hand, Vivienne looked

watching

heading to the Brooks family, Vivienne

a comprehensive check-up, thinking it was the only new item that had appeared recently. Arriving at the Brooks family, Leopold

food container, he sneakily glanced at it, "Vivienne, what tasty treats did