Chapter 485

Liam Sullivan watched Vivian Bennett's retreating figure with burning intensity.

This woman always left him restless with desire.

He needed a way to make her completely his.

A child.

If she carried his child, she would have no reason to hesitate any longer.

A confident smile curved Liam's lips.

That evening, he urged her to bed early.

The moment she lay down, he pinned her beneath him.

She frowned and pleaded exhaustion, but he refused to relent.

Liam persisted, wearing her down with his insistence.

Vivian finally gave in.

After their intense lovemaking, she was too exhausted to even lift a finger.

Liam held her close, satisfied, as they drifted to sleep.

Deep in the night, Vivian was trapped in another nightmare.

The dream continued like a series, picking up from the previous night.

Every detail was painfully vivid, suffocating her.

She jolted awake, drenched in cold sweat.

Liam immediately pulled her into his embrace.

His warmth slowly brought her back to reality.

A splitting headache pounded behind her eyes.

These dreams were driving her insane.

All the painful memories resurfaced.

Why now?

She had tried so hard to forget the past, yet it replayed every night.

"Another nightmare?" Liam asked with concern.

Vivian trembled uncontrollably.

Her eyes were unfocused, her breathing rapid.

"I can't escape... no matter how hard I try..." she murmured.

Her fingers clutched desperately at his shirt.

Liam held her icy hands.

"Don't be afraid. It's all over," he whispered soothingly.

Vivian shook her head dazedly.

Was it really over?

Why did it feel like everything was just beginning?

Liam narrowed his eyes.

She was definitely hiding something from him.

"Vivian, you have secrets," he said, his tone turning serious.

Vivian flinched.

"No, I'm just very tired," she denied quickly.

She couldn't speak of these dreams.

Her intuition warned that revealing them would cost her everything.

"Should you see a psychologist?" Liam suppressed his frustration, more worried about her state.

"Maybe in a few days," she replied softly.

The nightmares continued for several nights.

Sometimes they were terrifying, sometimes sorrowful, sometimes utterly despairing.

Vivian was on the verge of breaking down.

She pretended everything was fine, but her health visibly deteriorated.

Liam watched her with growing anxiety.