Chapter 541
But she was no longer the little girl who needed to be taken care of in every way.
She was Vivian Bennett's cousin, and she was even a few years older than Vivian.
Her own feelings and marriage were ultimately her own decisions to make.
She didn't want even this kind of matter to be decided by her younger cousin.
"...Stop the car," Vivian suddenly spoke, her voice tinged with weariness. "I'll get out and walk for a bit. Please take my cousin home."
The driver complied, pulling over to the curb.
Vivian pushed the car door open and walked into the bustling crowds of the city center without looking back.
She walked aimlessly along the street.
The pain in her heart surged up in waves like a tide.
She had always considered her cousin her closest family.
How many things had she done for her cousin since they were children?
She thought they were the closest sisters in the world.
The kind that nothing could ever separate.
But today, Grace Harper's words had stabbed into her heart like knives.
Her cousin only saw her as domineering and overbearing.
But she never stopped to think about why Vivian was that way.
Wasn't it because she was afraid her cousin would be too soft-hearted, afraid her cousin would be deceived by a scumbag?
And what was the result?
The more she feared something, the more her cousin seemed determined to walk that path.
The argument just now had already worn away more than half of their sisterly bond.
Vivian didn't want to admit it, but her heart truly felt cold.
She raised her hand to wipe the corner of her eye.
It was wet.
She had cried after all.
The heartache was intense.
She continued walking forward, unconsciously arriving at Times Square.
The afternoon sun was warm and gentle.
The breeze was soft.
The square was lively on the weekend.
Couples strolled hand in hand.
Elderly people played with children.
She found a bench and sat down.
She wanted to calm her mind before heading back.
Her phone rang.
It was Liam Sullivan calling.
He asked her what was wrong.
The driver had indeed reported to him.
Vivian didn't dare mention the incident with Grace.
If Liam found out, he would definitely advise her not to meddle in other people's business.
Things were already messy enough.
She didn't want to add to the chaos.
Liam could hear the dullness in her voice.
He tried various ways to tell jokes and cheer her up.
After chatting for a while, Vivian's mood improved slightly.
She stood up, planning to go home.
Still talking to Liam on the phone, she walked down from the square to hail a taxi.
It was rush hour, and taxis were scarce.
Finally, one approached.
Vivian was about to step forward when a woman抢先一步 pulled open the car door.
Vivian could only make a "please" gesture.
The woman seemed a bit embarrassed, turned back and smiled at her, then got into the car.
Vivian was still talking to Liam and didn't pay much attention.
But in that moment when the woman turned back and smiled—
Vivian froze completely.
Like a statue frozen in place.
Her mind buzzed.
A blank void.
The taxi drove away, and she still hadn't reacted.
Liam called her name several times over the phone before she snapped back to reality.
"Vivian? What's wrong?" Liam敏锐地 sensed something was off. "Did something just happen?"
Vivian's face was deathly pale.
Her gaze was vacant.
Extreme shock and disbelief still lingered in her eyes.
How was this possible?
How could she have seen that woman?
Vivian's breathing grew rapid.
Her face alternated between pale and ashen.
Panic gradually welled up in her heart.
That woman's appearance...
It was unmistakably the woman she had once seen standing in the middle of a photo of Liam Sullivan and Zachary Hudson.