The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

At the dinner, everyone couldn't help but chuckle and shake their heads. With Willa around, Maddox was definitely under her thumb.

By the time they got back to the Linklater household, night had already fallen.

Sasha made a cup of honey lemon tea and placed it beside Vivienne's bed.

After checking her forehead to ensure she didn't have a fever, Sasha left the room.

Outside, Arthur was visibly uneasy, "Is our daughter really okay? She didn't just drink alcohol, did she?"

Sasha reassured him, "Our girl is all grown up, we can't keep treating her like a child."

Arthur hesitated, wanting to say more but held back since his wife had spoken.

He had no choice but to quell his worries.

Vivienne hadn't fallen asleep yet.

She could hear the voices of the two outside her room.

Strangely, although her head felt a bit woozy, her mind was surprisingly clear.

Clearer than it had ever been.

After the two left, she slowly sat up, drank some water, and went to check on the kids in their room.

She didn't get too close, mindful of the alcohol scent on her.

Seeing the kids holding hands even in their sleep softened something deep within her.

If Mr. Wolf saw this, would he be more moved than she was?

His heart had always been set on Natalia's kids, and now they were right here before him.

With the moon high in the sky, Vivienne sat in the next room for a few minutes before returning to her own.

Just as she was about to sleep, the door suddenly opened, and a shadow quietly entered.

The moment Vivienne sensed the presence, her body reacted faster than her mind, her hand lifting a silver letter opener in defense. But she froze upon recognizing the figure.

Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating the person.

So familiar.

Her body tensed slightly, "Mr. Wolf!"

Percival's eyes were clear and bright, "Vivienne, it's me."

alcohol surge, Vivienne gazed at him, her vision slightly

he touched her forehead and

from Mr. Wolf, Vivienne could only believe this was a dream, her hands naturally wrapping around his neck. Her eyes conveyed deep emotions, captivating, "If I don't drink, how could I see you?" Percival smiled, his eyes softening in a way that could melt

explain, "Vivienne, actually

on his lips, "Mr. Wolf,

"I missed you."

words left Percival

asking her, "How

but with actions, following her

beside her, feeling the dream of last night was incredibly

getting ready to leave the room, but stopped dead in her tracks when she saw a silhouette by the

That was...

your head

from outside, realizing that Vivienne was still feeling the effects of

the kids earlier. I was worried they'd be disturbed last night." Vivienne looked up, "Mr. Wolf, when did you

for a soft kiss, "I woke up when you came to

Vivienne blushed.

last night was...

face, "What's there to be

had been a month, but it felt like an eternity

had missed the kids'

most important moment in Vivienne's

moment he, as her husband, should never

about any of that. As long as Mr. Wolf was back, everything was

his familiar scent, and looked up at him,

aware of my condition and knows I've

suddenly feeling

who thought seeing Mr. Wolf

Vivienne's laughter, Percival looked down at her, whispering in her ear,

thought crossing her mind, "Mr. Wolf, we need to

eyebrow, "I heard Dad calling the kids by their names. They sound

squinted, "Are you

and Isaiah Ellington.

morning in the nursery with his father-in-law, who had insisted on those names for a good ten minutes

been safe and sound with the Linklater

names were his

their parents loved each other and hoped they would also support and care for

her eyes but didn't

should head back home

needed to reassure everyone

At noon.

the kids in the living room when Percival and Vivienne appeared