Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Cirrus stepped into the villa at exactly seven o'clock.

"There you are."

Vivian had spent three hours putting on her makeup to hide her paleness in front of the mirror. Finally, she looked a little better.

Cirrus growled, "Damn you, Vivian!"

His words pained her. "What?"

"Florence had an miscarriage!"

She was confused, but soon she realized what he meant. "You think she miscarried because I hurt her today?"

"Am I wrong?" he asked rhetorically, "You can do what you want to me! Why did you hurt Florence? She's never hurt anyone!"

Vivian shook her head. "Cirrus, you don't understand women."

"I don't need to understand."

"Yes, you do." She stood up and faced him. "What a woman cares most about is her child. She'll try her best to protect them from any danger, and even sacrifice herself if necessary."

He said coldly, "You've never been a mother. What makes you think you are eligible to say that?"

Vivian looked at him firmly. "No one is more eligible than me to say that, especially Florence White! If she knew she was pregnant, she wouldn't have tried so hard to get my address and said those words to provoke me into choking her!"

Outraged, Cirrus squeezed her neck tightly. "Vivian Walker, I'll kill you if anything happens to Florence!"

Out of breath, she felt increasingly painful, but she was smiling. "Really?"

"I mean it."

"Oh," She pointed at the hand on her neck and said, "I see. Can you get your hands off me now?"

Cirrus did not let go, but stared at her. "What on earth do you want?"

A faint smile appeared on her face. "I know you might not believe this, but all I want is you."

Hearing that, he flung her mercilessly onto the bed. She then coughed violently again and his biting words came into her ears, "Keep dreaming."

Blood welled up from her throat, but she struggled to swallow it back. Then, she climbed to her feet and held his hand, as if nothing had happened. "Let's go and watch the stars."

Cirrus dodged at once with disgust. "I only agreed to watch the stars with you. Don't touch me."

His words embarrassed her, but fortunately, the starry sky pleased her very much.

The moon was large and round, just like a silver mirror. Stars sparkled around it, giving off a serene and still glow.

Cirrus said, "I checked the weather forecast. It'll be cloudy or rainy from tomorrow to the end of this month."

Vivian nodded. "So?"

"There won't be stars on cloudy days."

She disagreed. "They'll just be covered by dark clouds and won't disappear. All the time they are in the sky, though sometimes invisible."

Just like the stars, she was not as bright as the sun, but she was always there and never left.

She had been waiting right there for Cirrus to come back to her.

Over these years, she had thought more than once that, as long as he smiled at her or say a word of concern, she would come back to him without hesitation.

However, her wish was never fulfilled.

His eyes and heart were already occupied by another woman, and there was no longer any room for her.

Cirrus said, "I mean there's no need to watch the stars on the following six nights."

"Don't you want to watch the stars with me?"

He laughed sarcastically. "What are you thinking? My parents were killed by your father. If it weren't for Florence, do you think I would watch these stupid stars with a vile, ungrateful woman?"

It was quite windy on the roof. She sat precariously on the edge, with her legs dangling over the side. Both her dress and loose hair were floating in the air.

Standing right behind her, Cirrus stretched out his right hand and was about to touch her thin back.

Just then, she spoke, as if she had seen all his movements clearly, "Did you want to push me off the roof?"