Mommy I Found You A Hot Daddy (Vivianna)

Chapter 4

"That's right. Xenophilius and I have been in love with each other for a long time. His car accident was fake. I am the person who satisfies his physical needs every day. You have signed the contract. What can you do now even if you know the truth?" Jessamyn said.

Vivianna stumbled two steps backward. Although her face was pale, blood seemed to course through her entire body. Her husband slept with Jessamyn every night? All those days when Xenophilius was away on his business trips, all those excuses to not return home, were all because of this woman? She was gripped by an intense sensation of pain and she felt a sense of suffocation.-

"Who was that man? Who was that b*stard whom you arranged for me last night?" Vivianna glared at her with tears in her eyes as she bellowed at her.

Jessamyn looked at her and she was irritated. "It doesn't matter who the man last night was. Most importantly, you did sleep with that man."

"Tell me who it was! Tell me who it was..." Vivianna questioned her loudly as if she was going mad. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Jessamyn turned her face away in annoyance. "Last night, we arranged a gigolo for you. He said that another man had gone into your room first. He wasn't interested in a threesome, so he returned home. Whether the man was ugly or old, no one knows who he was."

"I don't believe this. I can check the surveillance footage." Vivianna was trembling with anger.

"What a coincidence. The surveillance cameras from the hotel yesterday were broken." Jessamyn smiled smugly. That hotel belonged to the Lambert family.

Vivianna's face was as white as a sheet. Their plot was absolutely flawless.

At this time, Xymeria came over with her passport and threw it in front of her. "Take it and leave quickly."

Vivianna held her passport. She stared at these people's faces. No matter how enraged and hurt she was, she only felt a sense of utter disgust. She hated them so much. If she stayed for another second longer, she would suffocate to death.

"I hate you. I hate all of you." With tears streaming down her face, Vivianna turned around and she left in despair.

Looking at Vivianna's slender figure departing, Xymeria and Jessamyn looked at each other. Finally, they had chased away this redundant person.

Four years later, at the airport.

A young girl was holding a welcome card at the airport.

The sign read, "Chief Designer, Vivianna Carlewood." The girl's eyes searched the crowd frantically for the person she was waiting for.

Her eyes were focused on those elegant and dignified women.

At this time, someone who seemed casual and relaxed was pushing a cart out. There were two large suitcases on the cart. A little boy in a denim shirt, grey shorts, and beige sneakers was sitting on the cart.

Among the people in the crowd, the girl's figure stood out, as she was beautiful and slender. Her hair was casually tied in a bun. Her outfit was simple and neat. Her face was clear, and her facial features were exquisite. Her skin was smooth and supple, which caused others to feel envious of her.

Looking at the little boy who was sitting on the luggage, his good looks were apparent, even though he was only three or four years old.

His short black hair and thin bangs covered his forehead. Under his eyebrows, there was a pair of lively obsidian-like eyes. With his shapely nose, thin pinkish mouth, and pale tender skin, he looked like a young model straight out of a magazine cover.

The girls passing by looked at the little boy and exclaimed. He was such a good-looking child.

They really wanted to kidnap him as their own! "Mommy, that auntie is here to pick us up," he said. Vivianna pursed her lips and smiled. Although her son was young, he knew a lot of words.

She took a slight breath. She didn't expect to return to this city again after four years.

Back then, she had departed the city full of resentment, but now, she had returned with a calm heart.

She was the only person who knew what she had gone through in the past four years. In four years, she had transformed and became strong. Moreover, she was a single mother now.