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Therefore, Vivienne was not surprised to have the wedding held in such a top-tier hotel. She entered the hotel with Sally and Kirk and saw Livia standing together with a man dressed in groom attire, welcoming the guests. When Livia saw Vivienne, she greeted her warmly, "Vivienne, long time no see." "Yeah, it's been a while. Congratulations on your wedding," Vivienne replied. "Thank you," Livia said, but then a voice chimed in. "Oh look, it's Vivienne. Why didn't you bring a gift?" A woman with heavy makeup and flashy attire looked at her mockingly. Vivienne turned around and saw the woman. "Lucy, you should watch your words," Livia frowned. "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?" Lucy raised an eyebrow and continued her taunting. Sally interjected, "Lucy, Vivienne and Asher broke up a long time ago. Haven't you seen all the news about Asher and Scarlett online?" Sally seemed to be speaking up for Vivienne, but it was clear that she was pointing out that the current Vivienne

However, now Lucy could clearly feel that Asher was looking at her. His eyes held a dark and hostile gaze, sending shivers down Lucy's spine, accompanied by a sense of fear spreading rapidly through her body. Her wrist was in excruciating pain, yet Asher showed no intention of letting go. Scenes from high school flashed through Lucy's mind. Back then, she had witnessed Asher trampling a tall and burly guy under his feet, kicking him repeatedly until he had no strength left to beg for mercy. She had also seen Asher grabbing a student's head and smashing it against a wall until it bled. At that time, everyone understood one thing: Never provoke Vivienne! If it was just Asher you were provoking, he might simply ignore you. But if it involved Vivienne, Asher would unleash a level of ruthlessness beyond imagination. When it came to matters involving Vivienne, Asher became a madman! And now, she had provoked Vivienne. How would Asher treat her? Lucy could hardly imagine it. Her carefull

More accurately, his right thumb and index finger were hooked onto Vivienne's left ring finger. In the dim light, Vivienne only felt his thumb and index finger slowly sliding down from the tip of her middle finger, as if simulating the act of putting a ring on her finger, or as if he was placing an invisible ring on her. And his faint yet cold voice sounded lowly in her ear, "This is the token of our marriage. I want to marry you, love you, and protect you. Whether we are rich or poor, in good or bad circumstances, in sickness or health, I will be your faithful husband." This was exactly the same vow the groom had just made! Vivienne was stunned. Did he know what he was saying? She bit her lip and whispered, "Some things should not be said casually." "I'm not saying it casually." His fingers squeezed into the gap between her fingers, holding her left hand and lightly brushing his lips against her fingers. Vivienne was somewhat relieved that the lighting was dim, and no one could s

Ezra Donovan lowered his eyes, holding Vivienne's hand, gradually stopping his trembling. His expression returned to normal, as if the strange moment from before had never happened."What if I don't want to?" Ezra slowly raised his head and looked at Asher, who had already approached.Asher extended his right hand and clasped Ezra's right wrist. Suddenly, the scene became Ezra holding Vivienne, while Asher held onto Ezra.In the quiet corridor, the two men faced each other as if engaged in a silent confrontation, equally unattainable.The difference was that Asher's face was filled with gloom, while the corners of Ezra's lips were slightly curved, seemingly amused."Asher Montgo, so this is the extent of your tactics," Ezra Donovan looked at the man before him, smirking."Let go!" Asher's voice grew colder, his five fingers applying increasing pressure.A wave of pain shot through his wrist, but despite the pain, he didn't want to let go. He had already let go once, and he wouldn't do

In the palm of her hand, there was only her touch. When they were children, every time an adult held his hand, it was like this, with a firm grip. They would say, "By holding hands like this, it's harder to get lost." So he liked holding her hand this way too. It made him feel like he wouldn't lose her. And she wouldn't lose him either.Asher's eyelids finally closed slowly, and Vivienne gently brushed his forehead, pausing slightly when her fingertips touched the scar on his temple. After a while, hearing his steady breathing, she carefully brushed aside his hair and lightly kissed the scar on his forehead."I'm sorry, and... I will stay with you. Don't feel anxious anymore. Every time I see you worried, it makes me sad," she whispered softly, even though she knew he was already asleep and couldn't hear anything.After saying that, she let out a long sigh, pulled up the thin blanket covering him to prevent him from catching a cold, and then looked over at her mother, who showed no si