The Billionaire's Mistake

Chapter 279: Mrs Vivian Shaw

She saw pictures of Martin meeting with her a familiar man. She already knew what this was the moment she saw it. But could not bring herself to believe it. "What is this?"

"You know who the man Mercy is meeting in the picture is, that is the man that killed your father, isn't he. After spending time with the organization, there is no way you did not find out who he was," he said, and she started finding it hard to breathe. "Why?" she asked. She wanted to ask why Mercy was with that man, but instead she asked something else.

"Why tell me this?" She found her voice to ask him.

"You are about to sign a deal tomorrow, should I hide it from you?" he could not hell but ask with a frown. He made to take her hand, but stopped.

"I mean, why are you helping me? You even went as far as to have me as bait but are helping me?" she asked, her voice barely leaving her throat.

"Vivian I do not want you to get hurt. I want you to decide what to do while knowing all the fact. What ever you choose, I will take your side," he said, reaching out to take her hand but she threw it off.

"I am asking why you came back to live with me! Why do you want to help me? You have not hesitated to put me in harms way, but now you are protecting me? Why start now? Why did you suddenly..." she threw a barrage of questions at him. He hands were shaking as she asked this. She was tired of people playing her.

"You are my wife, you have always been my wife since I had our marriage registered. That never changed and never will. As your husband, I should have protected you. Yet I used you. Am I supposed to keep using you? I already did that once, that is not happening again," he said, his eyes hardening as he looked into hers.

Vivian was somewhat disappointed. He felt responsible for her.

His pride must have been pricked when his plan went wrong and she got hurt while she was with him.

She was not sure what she was expecting him to say. That he care for her?

Did she think he would say that he loved her? When had she started to crave his care? Vivian felt stupid.

When Mathew saw the disappointment in her eyes, he felt a slight panic, but she had already looked away. "Why do you suddenly feel responsibility towards me?"

why?" Mathew answered, running his hand through

"Why?" she asked.

I have put you in harms way, and it is only right I protect you," Mathew

to protect me. Have I lost my value?" she found herself laughing. She nodded and stood from

sit still. He wanted to get

don't trust you, but I

a warm glow across the room as Vivian stood before her

whirlwind of thoughts and emotions, the events of the previous night were

she adjusted her hair, his warnings and promises intertwining in a way that almost made her crazy in frustration. A part of her wondered if Mathew

well, it was Mathew, and he

her eyes, attempting to calm herself, yet with each passing moment,

her bears any

room a while later and was met with the sight of Mathew waiting

was

a hint of obsession flickering in his eyes. If his eyes were speaking, it was saying: this was

his voice unusually soft. His gentle

she took a seat opposite him at the table. "Good morning, Mathew," she replied, her voice

Mathew that brought her food. In all her time married to him or pretending to be married to him, he had never done such a thing for her. Seeing him waiting for her with a tray of breakfast was a visual she never thought she

his tone casual. "I ordered breakfast for us," he said, his

down at the food, her

mind raced a bit as she considered

they ate

finding it hard to swallow. Vivian couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled in the pit of her stomach, the sense that something was about

guessing you want to see their document for yourself," he commented, and

get there and the document is the same as mine. Just get up and walk away," he said, and she