Chapter 470

Vivian Bennett's heart had shattered into a million pieces.

Each fragment carried a raw, bleeding pain.

She could only wrap herself in layers of protection.

Building high walls with coldness and distance.

Rejecting all his kindness and tenderness.

Because she could no longer bear that kind of hurt.

When you truly love someone.

Even the slightest betrayal.

Is enough to shatter your heart completely.

Her heart-wrenching sobs echoed through the air.

Each accusation stabbed toward Liam Sullivan like a knife.

Liam stood completely stunned.

He stared blankly at her agonized expression.

Suddenly, as if remembering something.

His face turned deathly pale.

But a terrifying light ignited in his eyes.

He shouted at her, "What do you mean by that? I told you long ago, Isabella and I are only siblings in name. There's no blood relation between us. We're nothing like the forbidden lovers rumors claim..."

Vivian's tears fell uncontrollably.

Her voice trembled violently. "Are you still lying to me now? What did you do with Isabella Sullivan at Emerald Estate that night? Can you deny it?"

Rain and tears mixed on her face.

She was pale, without a trace of color.

Liam jolted.

His eyes grew more confused. "What could Isabella and I have done? That night at Emerald Estate, we didn't..."

Vivian's heart felt pierced by a sharp thorn.

A detailed pain spread from her chest throughout her entire body.

Remembering what she saw at Emerald Estate that night.

Her eyes gradually reddened.

The words stuck in her chest finally poured out. "Don't rush to deny it. That night you drank most of a bottle of aphrodisiac wine. You carried the drugged Isabella Sullivan away."

"I went to Emerald Estate that night too. I saw you both in the bathroom with my own eyes..."

That kind of scene.

She couldn't describe it in detail.

Every time she recalled it.

Her chest felt suffocated, making it hard to breathe.

"How dare you dump me after doing such shameless things?" She sniffled, her red eyes filled with icy scorn. "Just go be with your sister from now on..."

Liam sharply cut off her increasingly harsh words.

His voice was piercingly cold. "What nonsense are you spouting?"

He quickly processed what she had just said.

His brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

His gaze toward her was sharp and cold.

As if he wanted to bore two holes through her.

"Isabella and I are nothing as filthy as you imagine."

Vivian's face was full of disbelief.

"At Emerald Estate, you saw me and Isabella doing it with your own eyes?" Liam suddenly questioned in a deep voice.

Vivian's pupils constricted violently.

The suffocating pain in her chest struck again.

Though she hadn't pushed open the bathroom door.

Those intimately overlapping bodies.

And Isabella's occasional screams and heavy panting.

Could all that have been her imagination?

"Isabella was indeed drugged that day, but I didn't touch her. What you saw was probably me standing behind her, holding her head under the cold water in the bathtub."

Vivian's eyes widened suddenly.

She stared intently at the man for a long moment.

As if judging the truth of his words.

"That night I did drink most of a bottle of aphrodisiac wine. But later," Liam suddenly grabbed her hand, "I kept thinking about us being together. I used my own hand..."

A strange tingling sensation spread through the hand he held.

She tried to break free but couldn't.

"I imagined my hand was you."