Chapter 5

Vivian's POV

The car stopped. I pushed the door open and walked away, not wanting to say another word to him.

Ethan quickly caught up, reaching out to grab me.

I sidestepped and shook off his hand.

Ethan chased me to the doorway and grabbed my wrist again, saying frantically, "Vivian, the only person I love is you. I want to be with you forever. Believe me."

I shook off his hand once more and entered the house expressionlessly.

I didn't expose him, nor did I want to go along with him.

Nothing he said mattered anymore.

Over the next few days, Ethan didn't go anywhere. He stayed home the whole time.

He was more diligent and considerate than before, barely letting me do anything.

His phone rang countless times.

Each time it rang, Ethan would frown and stare at the screen.

His finger hovered over the answer button but never pressed it.

Finally, he steeled himself and pressed reject.

I took it all in.

I said flatly, "Answer it. Maybe it's urgent."

Ethan shook his head hastily. "Nothing's urgent. Nothing is more important than you."

He was about to step forward and pull me into his arms.

I stood up directly, avoiding his outstretched hand, turned, and went back to the bedroom.

Two days later, the bracelet was repaired.

Ethan came home with the box, happily presenting it to me.

"Vivian, look, it's exactly like before."

I took the box and opened it for a glance.

The bracelet was indeed restored well. The cracks were concealed and couldn't be seen.

But broken was broken. No amount of restoration would help.

I closed the box without another look.

I walked into the bedroom. Just then, my phone rang. I pressed the answer button. A voice came from the other end: "Miss Gray, all the materials for your visa have been approved. It will be ready in three to five days."

"Okay, I understand. Please notify me when the visa is ready..." I replied.

Ethan suddenly pushed the door open. "What visa? Vivian, you applied for a visa?"

My expression was natural. "My parents' tourist visa. I told you last time."

Ethan paused, relieved, and didn't ask further.

Three days later was my birthday.

Early in the morning, Ethan was busy in the kitchen. He even had Boston lobster, my favorite, shipped in.

Before we started eating, the doorbell rang.

Ethan went to open the door. Sabrina stood outside.

She looked haggard, her eyes red and swollen, noticeably thinner. "I know today is Vivian's birthday. I'm not here to cause trouble.""Today's my birthday too. My parents are dead, and I'm alone in an empty house, scared to death. I just wanted someone by my side on my birthday."

Ethan's brow furrowed deeply. He was silent for a long time without speaking.

Sabrina raised her hand and touched her belly, her expression even more sorrowful.

Without a word, Ethan stepped aside and let her in.

At the table, the three of us sat down.

Ethan wouldn't let me lift a finger. He skillfully began peeling shrimp.

But he unconsciously placed the food onto Sabrina's plate without a second thought.

He didn't even realize it himself.

Triumph flashed in Sabrina's eyes as she raised her head to look at me.

I calmly looked away and continued eating.

My heart was already dead. It wouldn't hurt anymore.

After a while, Ethan brought out the Boston lobster.

The steaming hot Boston lobster was placed on the table, its aroma filling the air.

Ethan picked one up and started peeling it for me.

Sabrina watched this scene, jealousy surging in her eyes.

She deliberately reached for a Boston lobster too.

Ethan saw this and shouted sternly, "Don't touch that!"

Sabrina's hand trembled in fright.

Sabrina pouted her lips aggrievedly and lowered her head, silently eating the pasta on her plate.

Not long after, she reached for the salmon.

Ethan simply took all the salmon back to the kitchen.

He explained to me, "This salmon isn't fresh. I'll buy you fresh salmon next time."

I no longer had the desire to speak.

The salmon he'd specially had flown in. How could it not be fresh?

Clearly, Sabrina was pregnant and couldn't eat raw food. So he took all the salmon away.

But he forgot that I loved salmon the most.

After a while, Ethan brought out the birthday cake.

Sabrina asked pitifully, "Can I make a wish too?"

Ethan's expression remained serious, but he still said, "Yes."

Sabrina immediately clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, looking very devout.

"I hope every birthday from now on, I can spend it with my lover and child."

Her eyes glistened with tears.

Ethan still had a stern face, but his eyes unconsciously softened.

I took all of this in.

I put down my fork. "You two eat. I'm done."

With that, I stood up and went upstairs.

I really didn't want to watch these two people act anymore, didn't want to be involved in anything between them anymore.