Chapter 132
Vivian Bennett dragged her exhausted body back to Seattle.
She stood before the mirror, barely recognizing herself.
Her reflection showed sallow skin with dark circles under her eyes.
Her hair was disheveled, her entire appearance haggard.
These past few days had been a complete nightmare.
Zachary Hudson was absolutely the worst man in the world.
She swore she never wanted to see him again in her lifetime.
Vivian planned to take a hot shower first.
Then get some proper sleep.
Just as she reached the bedroom door, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Puzzled, she opened the door.
No one was outside.
She closed the door and headed toward the bathroom.
She had just taken off her clothes when the doorbell rang again.
Vivian grabbed a bathrobe and wrapped it around herself.
She opened the door once more.
The hallway remained empty.
Was she hearing things?
Or was someone playing a prank?
She was about to close the door.
A large hand suddenly pressed against the doorframe.
Vivian stumbled back in alarm.
The door was pushed open.
A tall figure loomed over her.
He radiated intense pressure.
"Who's there?" she cried out.
"It's me."
A deep, familiar voice spoke.
Vivian looked up.
Liam Sullivan stood at her door in a crisp suit.
"Why are you here?" she asked in surprise.
Liam frowned, his expression stern.
"Who were you expecting?"
Her heart raced. "I thought someone was playing a joke..."
She suddenly remembered something.
"Weren't you on a business trip abroad?"
Liam gazed at her with profound intensity.
"I just returned."
"What a coincidence," Vivian murmured.
She had just escaped from A City.
And now he appeared.
Liam suddenly scooped her up into his arms.
He turned and kicked the door shut.
"What are you doing?" Vivian panicked.
She remembered what he had said before leaving.
Was he really going to...
Liam placed her on the sofa.
He studied her face carefully.
"You've lost weight."
After a week apart, she had clearly grown thinner.
She exhaustion from every pore.
Vivian smiled bitterly to herself.
It was all because of Zachary Hudson's torment.
That man had treated her like a servant.
He constantly terrified her with snakes.
She was on the verge of a mental breakdown.
She lowered her eyes and asked softly, "Did you need something?"
Right now, she just wanted to rest.
Liam stared at her pale face.
"I came to see you."
Vivian looked at him helplessly.
"What's so interesting about me?"
Liam's gaze deepened.
"You're my woman. Who else would I look at?"