Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Vivian came to the first floor. The maid stepped forward and asked her before Vivian left, “Ms. Vivian, we're preparing for dinner now. Is there anything you'd like to have for dinner tonight?"

Vivian was startled for a moment. Yes, it was time for dinner.

She would usually ask the maid to ask her what to prepare for meals so that she could get them to make some of Gordan's favorite dishes.

"I'm going out. Go upstairs and ask Mr. Norton about it. There's no need to prepare my portion." Vivian looked down so that the maid would not notice her mood.

"Ah... Okay." The maid did not expect Vivian to say something like this. She would usually plan the dishes for each meal.

Vivian put on her coat, turned around, and left.

The maid watched Vivian leave. She had no choice but to turn around and head upstairs. Then, she knocked on Gordan's bedroom door.

"I'm busy." Gordan thought Vivian was knocking on the door, so he yelled impatiently.

"Mr. Norton, I'm the maid. I'd like to ask what you'd like to have for dinner tonight," the maid asked timidly.

The maid? It was not Vivian?

Gordan's hands that were toying with the figurine paused. He stood up and went to open the door. It was indeed the maid, and Vivian was not beside her.

"What?" Gordan sounded annoyed. Ray had arranged for the maids to serve them. Although they were just carrying out their duties, he felt irritated with anyone or anything related to Vivian. He wanted nothing to do with them.

Moreover, the people Ray had sent over here were not only to serve Vivian. They came to keep an eye on him.

Ray was afraid that Gordan would do something to his beloved sister. That was why he had arranged for these people to come here.

"The kitchen will be preparing dinner soon. I'd like to ask if there's anything you wish to have tonight," asked the maid. They seldom talked to Gordan, and they knew how bad his temper was. That was why they never felt inclined to talk to him.

"Why are you asking me? Where's Vivian?" Gordan hated to make decisions on such petty things. Usually, they would not even come to ask him. Vivian was self-centered enough to arrange and prepare what dishes they would be having for each meal herself.

“Ms. Vivian went out. That's why we came to ask you.”

maid told him. Vivian went out? That would be great.

maid nodded. "Alright. I'm off to prepare

the door and fell back into his chair to fiddle with his figurines. He

left the house. She hailed

because of the snow. Besides, Vivian was staying in the silk-stocking district. There were barely any cabs passing by here. Hence, she had to wait for half an hour beside the road until she managed to hail

out here. She could hardly feel her legs when she climbed into

would you like to

Ostin Hotel," said Vivian. She decided not to head to Ray's place. Instead, she chose to stay in

herself to take

able to find peace if she headed

would never be able to understand why she wanted to divorce Gordan. After all, it took a lot of effort for Ray to

she had given up

of being faced with

headed to a machine and withdrew a huge amount of money out of her bank account. Although she

why money was

half a month's rate at once. After she asked the

only wanted peace of mind

midnight, Vivian was still not back home

but the maid in the villa noticed that something

Usually, Vivian would stay at home to ensure

in Russia, and he had many

have happened to Vivian seeing as she was not home at this hour. Thus, she

Vivian. He lay down on

to no good for knocking

She was sure that Gordan had not gone out after he ate his dinner. She bit her

heard the maid's voice,

yet. I can't reach her. Is there any

was not home