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

"Why?" she asked.

and it is only right I protect you," Mathew

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

to sit still. He

am not saying I don't trust you, but I need

glow across the room as Vivian stood before her mirror, her hands

night were still fresh

her mind as 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 was just too paranoid. Maybe Mercy would really let her

never joked. If she knew anyone well, it was Mathew, and he took everything seriously. He would not make a mistake with this,

steadying breath, Vivian closed her eyes, attempting to calm herself, yet with each passing moment,

If the document they give her bears any resemblance to the one Mathew had taken

and was met with the sight of Mathew waiting for her in the living room, a tray of breakfast

expression was

approach, his gaze settled on her, a hint of obsession flickering in his eyes.

his voice unusually soft. His gentle gaze raked

opposite him at the table. "Good morning, Mathew,"

to deal with a 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

breakfast for us," he

unease as she glanced down at the food, her appetite evaporated and

raced a bit as she considered all her

they ate in silence,

settled in the pit of her

want to see

as mine. Just get up