A Naughty Mistake のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

After sending the apologetic text to Leslie, Vivian climbed into bed, her mind plagued with restlessness. She tossed and turned, unable to find a comfortable position as her thoughts consumed her. Sleep evaded her for what felt like an eternity until exhaustion finally took hold, and she drifted into a dreamless slumber.Sometime during the night, Vivian abruptly awoke, her heart pounding in her chest. A wave of realization washed over her as she remembered a crucial detail—she and Ted hadn't used protection. The weight of her irresponsibility settled heavily upon her conscience, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of remorse and anxiety. It was a situation she had never encountered before since she became independent and took charge of her life.Though her mind dared to wander towards worst-case scenarios, Vivian forced herself to push those thoughts aside. She made a solemn promise to confront the issue in the morning and take the necessary steps to address it responsibly. With a

Vivian swiftly positioned herself between Leslie and Ted, sensing the brewing tension and the need for immediate intervention. In a hushed tone, she whispered to Leslie, "Please give me a minute." Her voice carried a mixture of urgency and plea, hoping that he would understand the gravity of the situation.Leslie, though visibly hesitant, obliged and took a step back. He cast a lingering glance at Ted before slowly retreating upstairs, leaving Vivian and Ted to confront the unfolding situation.Now face to face, Vivian turned her attention solely to Ted, her eyes searching for answers and her heart racing with a whirlwind of emotions. The air seemed heavy with unspoken words as she silently beckoned Ted to explain his unexpected presence.Ted took a deep breath, his gaze locked with Vivian's, and began, "Vivian, I needed to see you. There are things we need to discuss, unresolved matters that have been haunting me since our last time together." His voice was laced with a mix of urgenc

Vivian, still clad in her nightwear and hastily thrown-on kimono, swung the door open to find her mother standing before her. Regina, her mother, was impeccably dressed even in her active wear, a testament to her unwavering commitment to maintaining a polished appearance. She wore a sleek black workout top that hugged her figure, paired with matching leggings and pristine white sneakers. Her silver hair was styled flawlessly, and a hint of perspiration on her forehead suggested she had just returned from an intense workout session."Good morning, Mom," Vivian greeted, her voice tinged with a mixture of relief and apprehension.Regina acknowledged her daughter with a warm smile and gracefully made her way into the living room, taking a seat on the couch. Vivian followed suit, her mind racing with thoughts of the impending conversation."What is going on between you and your sister?" Regina asked directly, wasting no time in getting to the heart of the matter. Her piercing gaze locked o

As Vivian read Leslie's text asking her out on a dinner date, she was unable to hide her excitement. Her face gleamed with a broad smile as her cheeks blushed rosily. She was excited as she looked forward to the evening. Vivian went to the spa right away after finishing work to treat herself. She treated herself to a refreshing pedicure, a beautiful red manicure, and a calming facial. She decided to complete her change with a chic hairstyle because she felt renewed and radiant. Vivian told the stylist at the salon that she wanted a sophisticated appearance that would go well with her dinner date with Leslie. Vivian's hair was professionally styled by the hairdresser in a lovely haircut that was both classy and simple. She greatly anticipated spending time with Leslie and getting to know him better over a delicious meal. She felt a mixture of anxiety and joy as she anticipated what the evening may bring.Vivian carefully selected an outfit from her closet, wanting to make a memorable i

Standing in front of them was a redhead in her late twenties, exuding an air of confidence. She was dressed in a cream trouser suit that accentuated her athletic frame, and her striking facial features added to her allure. Leslie's expression changed slightly as he recognized her."Fancy meeting you here, Leslie," the lady said with a knowing smile, her voice tinged with a hint of playfulness. Vivian observed the exchange, her curiosity piqued by the interaction between the two.Leslie composed himself and replied, "Emma, what a surprise. This is Vivian, a colleague of mine. Vivian, this is Emma, an old friend."Vivian offered a polite smile and extended her hand to shake Emma's. "Nice to meet you, Emma," she said, trying to mask her curiosity.Emma shook Vivian's hand firmly, her eyes lingering on her for a moment longer than necessary. "Likewise, Vivian," she replied, a slight smirk playing on her lips."You don't seem to be returning your calls anymore", she said to Leslie. And w