I'm Your Sister, Brother Chow

As for her, just being able to stay by his side was a gift in itself.

If he still refused to let her go even after deciding to marry Sister Celine, wouldn't she then be following in her mother's footsteps and become a mistress who ruined a family's happiness? How could she allow the same tragedy from the last generation to happen again?

She didn't want even his child to hate her in the future.

Vivian sniffled as she wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes and reached out to touch the pair of exquisite wedding shoes on the notebook before flipping to the next page. Apart from the portraits of Chow, there were also lots of shoe sketches littered everywhere in the notebook.

Vivian's dream was to become a qualified shoe designer.

The reason for this dream was simple. It was because the Howard Group was well-known for its luxury shoe business.

With his company as her lifelong dream, perhaps it was just wishing for too much.

However, after secretly dabbling in design, Vivian found that she really liked the feeling of the designs in her mind coming to life on paper.

Every time she immersed herself in designing, ideas would also constantly emerge in her mind.

Maybe she would actually have a chance to wear her creations one day.

Now, looking at the pairs of intricate and exquisite shoes on the notebook, Vivian felt much better.

Vivian flipped to the last page of the notebook with an unfinished pair of stilettos. The shoes had a type of charm to them, looking like two butterflies just about to take off after a momentary rest on the otherwise blank page.

Putting down her pencil, Vivian lifted the book and carefully looked at the stilettos under the light. At this moment, she suddenly heard a squeak behind her, it seemed that the door connecting to the wardrobe had just been opened.

She quickly put down the notebook and turned her head to look behind her. As expected, Chow, who had disappeared the night before, suddenly appeared by the door with a cup of hot water in his hands. Chow showed little reaction to the panic on her face. He just rolled his eyes lazily. "Did you wake up this early because you didn't want me to leave?"

Hearing his words, Vivian's cheeks suddenly turned red.

She shook her head in panic but didn't know how to respond to him.

It seemed that no matter how she responded to his question, it would still be an inappropriate answer.

In desperation, she stammered softly, "It's... It's getting late. Sister Celine will get suspicious if she wakes up and doesn't see you."

Upon hearing Celine's name, Chow's face abruptly fell. "What's the matter?" he asked lividly. "Last night, you weren't even afraid that she would wake up when you snuggled up to me, but now you're feeling guilty?"

Vivian's cheeks turned pale and her lips trembled. "I... I didn't..."

"Didn't do what? Didn't snuggle up to me or didn't feel guilty about it?" Chow snorted coldly. He took a sip of the hot water in his hands and deliberately licked his lips as he looked back at her, as if reminding her of the memories from last night.

Vivian's heart trembled. She quickly lowered her head and dared not speak again.

She knew that no matter what she said, he could twist her words whatever he liked.

The best way to stop herself from getting dragged elsewhere was by keeping quiet.

However, Chow was not pleased with her silence. He let out a low grunt, walked up to the desk, and shoved the cup of water against Vivian's lips.