Chapter 280

Vivian Bennett curled her lips into a distant smile.

"Mr. Hudson, this is my private matter. No comment."

A flicker of pain crossed Zachary Hudson's eyes.

Her brighter smile only twisted the knife deeper in his heart.

That smile was an invisible wall, pushing them further apart.

They stood facing each other.

One was utterly exhausted, with no energy for anything else.

The other gazed intently, his eyes holding only her.

Neither noticed the black sports car slowly passing by the street corner.

Liam Sullivan drove straight to Vivian's apartment after leaving the hotel.

He imagined her expression when she got her phone.

Would she be shy, angry, flustered, or feigning composure?

The more he thought about it, the more amusing it became.

But as he reached the community entrance, he saw it.

Vivian and Zachary locked in a tight embrace, lingering without parting.

Her eyes were closed as she listened to Zachary whisper in her ear.

Then she stepped out of his arms, flashing him a radiant smile.

Liam clenched the phone in his hand, his brow furrowed.

A heavy blow struck his chest, leaving him breathless and suffocated.

He had heard the rumors about her and Zachary before.

Isabella Sullivan had even presented various pieces of evidence, claiming Vivian was sent by Zachary to seduce him.

He never took it seriously.

Now reality had slapped him hard across the face.

Her words from last night, "I want you," still echoed in his ears.

This morning, she had just left his bed and thrown herself into another man's arms.

Rage surged within Liam.

If that was the case, why didn't she just go to Zachary last night?

Why did she need him?

This woman was truly despicable.

He was always the one in control, never the one being played.

He watched the scene across the street and let out a cold laugh.

He made a decision.

He would make her pay.

Vivian walked into the community wearily, ignoring Zachary.

All she wanted now was to go home, wash up, and get some sleep.

She wanted to think about nothing.

At home, she collapsed onto the bed, burying her face in the pillow.

She hoped to fall asleep instantly and get proper rest.

But things didn't go as planned.

Her body was extremely tired, but her mind was unusually alert.

Her eyes were shut tight, yet images kept flashing behind her eyelids.

In those images, she and Liam were tangled together.

The feeling of being on cloud nine was still vivid.

They swirled in her mind, refusing to fade away.