All Chapters of Yours, Forever: Falling for my Stalker CEO: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

VIVIANNE"Love, the tumor is spreading all over your brain. You don't have much time before it covers your brain, and you would lose the sensation in your limbs. Surgery might be too late by then."I froze. My limbs went numb, and I felt my body fall to the ground."Get a stretcher!""Vivianne!""Are you okay?!""What happened to her?"Screams and whispers came from every angle of the room, muffled to my ears. I couldn't believe my ears.I was diagnosed with a tumor last year. A tumor had started to grow in my brain and back then, it was minimal. I had cried to Dr. Timothy back then to save me. He told me the only way they could get rid of the tumor was if I went into surgery, but undergoing surgery had its own risks.He gave me a few days to think about it. I returned home, but I didn't tell Michael. What was the essence of telling a worthy fool like him?I always knew he was useless, but for some unknown reason, I couldn't leave him. It. I couldn't leave it.After a few days, I retu

VIVIANNETHREE DAYS LATERI wheeled my bag out of London airport, standing at the entrance to sniff in the London air."I've missed that smell!" I yipped with a wide smile. No, I couldn't smell anything in the air, but it felt different. Significantly different from Italy's air."Ma'am, would you like a cab?" A voice called from beside me. I turned my head to see a local taxi driver beckoning me with a wide smile."No, thank you." I politely rejected, turning my body away. He followed me immediately after I took my first step away from him."You won't get another cab from here."I turned to look at him with a glare, without stopping my legs from moving. I didn't move too fast because I didn't want to leave the midst of people since this man was very unpredictable."I already called a ride for myself. If I needed your service, I would have employed it."Only then did he leave me alone after saying,"Don't say I didn't tell you."What a freak.Should I just have Russell pick me up? Ugh,

VIVIANNE"Where are we going?" I asked, looking around the unfamiliar road. We had driven through the estate gate and were now driving down the road, past the beautiful houses in the estate."The surprise I told you I have for you." He said simply. I raised a brow at him."Okay, so where are we going?""To the surprise?"I gasped, my hand covering my mouth."Did you plan a surprise picnic for me?" "You want a picnic?""So it's not a picnic?" I asked in confusion."This surprise isn't a picnic, but we can have a picnic tomorrow.""If it's not a picnic, so what is it?""You'll see. You're impatient, aren't you?""I'm jumpy. Tell me what it is.""You'll see for yourself.""Russell!""We're almost here." He said simply.I crossed my arms, leaning back in my seat, watching the beautiful houses pass by.He stopped, turning onto the driving space on the lawn."Whose place is this?""You do know what a surprise means, don't you?" He asked.I rolled my eyes at him.He chuckled, getting out of

VIVIANNERushing out of the hospital, I almost collided with someone in a white coat."Sorry," I said waving my hand.The person grabbed my hand, turning my face towards him."Vivianne? What's wrong? Are you getting dizzy? Or lightheaded. Where are your pills?""Not now." I waved my hand seeing it was Timothy.He dragged me back, asking if I had already told Russell."Have you told him?"I was getting pissed."I said not now!""Told who what?" Russell asked from behind us.Fuck, I cursed internally."Are you Mr. Richardson?"I glared at him, telling him to shut the fuck up right then and there."I'll sue you." I mouthed to him still glaring at him."Yes, can I help you?" Russell asked, wrapping his hand around my waist."Your Mum was hospitalised because of her high blood pressure. I was just telling Vivianne here to inform you that your mother should take it easy. She should stay away from things that would stress her, as it is very dangerous for her health.""I see. Is that true, ba

RUSSELL"Baby, what's wrong?" I asked, kneeling beside her. Vivianne has been off lately, since she returned from Italy, if I'm being honest. Or rather since that day in Italy.Something was up, and I knew it, but she wasn't ready to talk, and I was going to give her time till she felt ready enough to reveal what was wrong to me.And now, for the fifth time this week, I was comforting her for something I wasn't sure about, or rather, had no idea about. "Shhh..." I muttered, patting her hair while she sobbed into my chest. She was holding on to my shirt so tightly that her knuckles turned white and her hand shook with how tight she was holding it.A few minutes ago, we were discussing registering our marriage, and the next minute she was on the floor, crying her eyes out.I sighed, deciding to talk to her today to know what was bothering her. I was done being nice and waiting for her to be ready to talk to me. I couldn't bear her crying like it was the end of the world every day, and