When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1388 Did Not Dare To Gamble

"Vivian, why have you stopped talking? Please, don't frighten me. Everything I've done was for your benefit. I'm well off now and don't need you to marry into a wealthy family. All I want is for you to have a future where you don't have to worry about anything, especially not about money. You know, our family was once considered nouveau riche. Before we had wealth, many people looked down on us. I don't want you to walk the same path as your mother and me," Roland pleaded earnestly. His wife's passing was in part due to lack of funds for her treatment at that time.

Hence, he was particularly afraid of being penniless in the future and that his daughter might have to endure hardships with a poor man.

Even though Ernest might achieve something in the future, he didn't dare to gamble on it.

Vivian understood why her father had acted that way, yet she still couldn't accept it at that moment.

"I understand. Don't worry. I won't do anything rash. I need some peace and quiet right now." She ended the call.

When Roland tried calling again, he discovered that Vivian's phone had been switched off.

He had no other choice but to call Zachary.

Vivian was walking alone, staring into the pitch-black path ahead of her, uncertain of where to go.

She was consumed by guilt at that moment and longed to ask Ernest why he didn't tell her the truth, why he had allowed her to view him as a sc*mbag all that time.

After an indeterminate amount of time had passed, Vivian, not wanting to return, found a place to sit down.

She was afraid Roland might contact her again, so she turned off her phone. She didn't dare switch it back on, nor did she dare contact anyone.

Under the pitch-black sky, droplets of rain began to fall slowly.

Before long, the intensity of the rain increased significantly.

Vivian kept her head down and didn't bother to seek shelter from the rain. She simply let the rain drench her completely. Suddenly, a large umbrella shielded her.

Vivian slowly lifted her head and saw Zachary standing before her, having appeared seemingly out of nowhere. "Why are you here?" asked Vivian.

"Your dad called and asked me to come find you," Zachary responded. "Why aren't you using an umbrella And why aren't you heading home? Is there a reason why you're allowing yourself to be drenched in the rain?"

Upon hearing that, Vivian didn't know how to respond, falling into silence.

Seeing her reluctance to speak, Zachary didn't press further. "Come on, get in the car. Let's head back."This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Vivian stood up and joined him in the car. As she sat there, the cold air from the air conditioning caused her to shiver. In response, she wrapped her arms around herself.

Zachary thoughtfully turned off the

air conditioning and then handed her a towel You're an adult. I don't

know why you're still like a child,

enjoying spending time in the rain."

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Vivian kept her head down, offering no response. She casually wiped off the water on her face.

Zachary was quite unaccustomed to Vivian's sudden change and silence as she typically loved to banter with him.

"What's wrong? Speak up. We still have some time before we get home. You can't continue to stay quiet. It's a bit scary in the middle of the night like this," Zachary joked. Upon hearing his words, Vivian spoke with difficulty. "I met Ernest's wife today."

After hearing that, Zachary was not particularly surprised. "And then?"

"She told me that Ernest left years

ago because my father attacked him and drove him away. He married someone else because that woman saved his life back then. Moreover, his wife only had a few years left to live." Vivian wasn't sure if she had explained herself clearly, but she blurted out everything that had happened.

After hearing it, Zachary couldn't understand why he felt a heaviness in his chest for a moment. "I see. What are you planning to do? There's still time to call off the wedding."