When We Were In Love novel Chapter 8

When she entered the house, the first thing she saw was a decorative statue in the entrance hall. It was said to be one of Grandpa North's favorite things when he was alive.

 

 

Vivian stood there for a moment. Her heart was as cold as the stones. She realized how stupid she had been when she decided to fling herself into Christian's arms where she was eventually stuck and could do nothing about it.

 

 

Maybe Patrick was right. She should leave here, find a place and spend the rest of her life in peace.

 

 

She touched her chest and could feel her heart beating very fast.

 

 

It was a bomb that could explode anytime, anywhere. She had kept it from Christian because she didn't want to upset him. However, it turned out he couldn't care less.

 

 

He didn't like her at all. That was why he didn't care whether she lived or died.

 

 

She heard the sound of footsteps at the staircase. She looked up to meet Jessica's eyes. Jessica gloated, "Sister, my tonic soup is almost ready in the kitchen. Why don't you bring it to me?"

 

 

She had to live with Jessica under the safe roof since the day she was taken away by force from the hospital.

 

 

She calmly looked away, "I'm not your maid. Help yourself if you want it."

 

 

"Christian isn't here, you know." Holding the stair railing, Jessica put one foot in the air with a triumphant smile, "Guess what, if I lost my footing right now, what would happen to you?"

 

 

Her heart skipped a beat. She quickly collected herself and went to the kitchen. Jessica had a good laugh.

 

 

Jessica hated Vivian so much just because Vivian had been too perfect to fall in love with.

 

 

Since an early age Vivian had always the first Joseph sister anyone could see, while Jessica had been the sloppy second, the forgotten one.

 

 

Why! She wasn't a loser!