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

After that, Vivian turned around to leave.

Gordan, who had remained silent all this time, spoke up at this moment, "Vivian, who do you think you are?"

Vivian's back stiffened. She knew that once Gordan spoke, he would definitely say such words. Yes, in his eyes, she was just an ugly monster. How could he possibly follow her?

She pursed her lips, remaining silent.

The moment Gordan spoke, the moment the familiar voice reached her ears, she felt defenseless. If she spoke, he would surely hear the tension in her voice.

Hence, Vivian bit her lip tightly, refusing to speak and reveal her emotions.

When Gordan saw her standing straight without uttering a word, the fire inside him burned even brighter.

He intended to vent his emotions, but he recalled something from the past.

Back when they were still married, Vivian used to cling to him all the time. There was one time when he was annoyed by her constant nagging and reluctantly agreed to go out for dinner with her.

However, the meal turned into a series of unpleasant arguments, and as for why the night turned sour, Gordan had since forgotten.

He only remembered he left without finishing the meal.

Vivian quickly paid the bill and followed him. He vented his frustration at her on the street, expressing his displeasure. Ultimately, Vivian responded by turning her back on him.

Her silhouette was the same as it was now, but the difference lay in the fact that back then, Vivian's shoulders were trembling in the midst of a distressing cry.

He could not look at her face back then. He could only look at her from behind, and the sight had been perplexing, with her shoulders slightly trembling. It stirred a touch of sympathy in his heart.

However, that was just a facade, and Vivian's tactic did not work on him.

Now, Vivian still had her back turned, but she was no longer crying with trembling shoulders. She was not pretending to be pitiful and helpless either.

release his anger, and the words were on

Vivian lowered her gaze, a bitter smile appearing on her lips. Yes, she was

she left him, she understood that many people did not judge someone solely based on

for her,

to consider when it came to making friends. She was not dating anyone, so why should she judge if they were treating her well based on

a bucket of cold water that was poured over her heart, extinguishing that inexplicable touch of

should thank Gordan. His words were inappropriate, but

not everyone is hung up on looks when making friends." Then,

watched Vivian's confident strides as she walked

entrance of the residential area, his eyes

peace in

kicked the tree

bursting with vitality, but a few leaves were still kicked down by

glancing at the time

for him seeing Aaron and Vivian walking

a few steps, Gordan suddenly thought of a question.

worried

No!

it in his heart. It was just that he saw Aaron, his enemy, and wanted to seize an opportunity for

and turned around to look back. When she did not see Gordan, her tense nerves relaxed. However, they were replaced by an

was really not following her, and it was not the romantic scenario she

scenes of a divorced husband regretting his decision, being unable to let go, and stalking his exwife

hates you possibly like you?" Vivian muttered to herself, pressing the elevator

She stepped in,

still saw the disappointment in her eyes through the mirror in the

the disappointed look. She

could not let him go and even if she still liked him, she

she could live a