Chapter 606

"I just hope you won't continue hurting each other after losing the child," Oliver Winston said, his voice low. "That kind of wound takes a long time to heal. Liam loves you deeply. After such a tragedy, you should trust and support each other, and live well."

Vivian Bennett remained silent.

The pain of others always seems trivial to outsiders. Only those who have experienced that heart-wrenching agony firsthand understand true despair.

Liam Sullivan loved her. She had always believed that. For the sake of that love, she had even buried her guilt and unease, wholeheartedly wanting to be happy with him.

She should have known this was a doomed relationship. She should have known there would be consequences.

Now, the consequences had arrived.

Her heart could no longer discern her own feelings. Love or hate no longer mattered to her.

"Has Liam been found?" Vivian suddenly asked.

Oliver was taken aback. "We've tracked the woman who lured him away. He was likely kidnapped, but we'll rescue him as soon as possible."

Vivian looked up.

Her gaze met Oliver's, but a haze clouded her eyes, obscuring her true thoughts.

"If... I mean if, you want me to forgive him, then agree to one thing."

This surprised both Oliver and Sophia Miller.

Their greatest fear was Vivian refusing to forgive Liam. If their relationship turned hostile, it would inevitably lead to more tragedy.

Yet Vivian was proactively offering reconciliation, and her condition wasn't even directed at Liam.

"What is it?" Oliver asked, looking at her with confusion.

Vivian gave a tired smile, lowered her head, and spoke in a hoarse voice. "You must not tell him about the child. Or about what happened at the gala dinner... He doesn't know any of it. You must also find a way to prevent him from learning about it through any other channels."

Oliver and Sophia exchanged glances.

They never expected her condition to be this—keeping Liam in the dark about these tragedies?

Perhaps it was a good way to prevent them from reopening old wounds and falling into grief again. But for Vivian to propose it so magnanimously felt unsettling.

"May I ask why you're doing this?" Oliver asked quietly.

Vivian fell silent.

A long time passed before her voice, light as dust, came through the sound of the rain. "Do you understand what it's like to love someone? To love someone so deeply that you can bear even the greatest pain? I don't want him to feel guilty because of this. I don't want him to suffer like I do. These past few days have been like a nightmare. I just want to try to forget, to lock it all away."

"But if Liam had been at the gala dinner, perhaps none of this would have happened," Sophia couldn't help saying.

It wasn't that she didn't want to defend Liam.

She just wondered if Vivian could truly forgive so easily.

A wounded woman often loses her rationality. A reasonable explanation isn't always enough to bring closure.

After all, the pain inflicted has already been carved into her bones.

Oliver shot Sophia a sharp look.

Why bring up the very thing they were avoiding?

She shouldn't be provoking Vivian's resentment, no matter what.

"There's no 'perhaps,'" Vivian said calmly. "Losing the child was inevitable. If it hadn't happened this way, it would have happened another way."

She seemed to have seen through everything.

After speaking, she sighed. Her eyes grew moist, and tears slowly began to fall.