When Things are Uncertain, It's Best to be Cautious

Vivianne almost burst into tears.

This house was the place where she lived for eight years and the room upstairs was the place Lucas decorated for her personally.

Even, in order to prevent her from feeling inferior because of living under someone else's roof, on Vivianne's birthday that year, Lucas and his parents personally took her to witness her name being engraved on the house book of this family!

Now he was asking her why she was here.

"I ~"

Vivianne wanted to question him why she could not be here and they had not officially broken up yet, she wanted to question him why he brought another woman into this house so openly.

But as soon as she opened her mouth, she was interrupted by Kiara.

"It's okay, Lucas, I've finally decided to stay. So don't get angry over such a small matter, okay?" Kiara smiled gently and took his hand to sit on the sofa. "Besides, Vivianne is also your sister. Don't treat her like this."

Sister?

Vivianne looked at the man in disbelief, only to see him frowning in disgust.

"Okay, stop speaking up for her! Even if she's my sister, she can't be so willful! I've spoiled her too much over the years and she has become so spoiled now!"

So, he thought of me as his little sister now?

Vivianne felt like she was falling into an icy cave.

But it was clearly him who confessed his love first, he was the one who refused to let Vivianne be his adopted daughter and he was the one who announced in front of all the relatives that Vivianne was his girlfriend and the girl he was going to marry in the future.

Now he said she was his little sister?

So what exactly were the past eight years?

Vivianne could no longer control her emotions and rushed to Lucas with tears in her eyes. "Explain it to me clearly! What do you mean by 'even if she's my sister'? What do you mean by 'I become so spoiled'? Explain it to me word by word!"

"And these, this photo, this information, the ring you asked your secretary to order, the wedding banquet you asked the hotel to cancel, the wedding dress you asked your manager to re-order, you asked me to, what do you want me to do?"

When it came to the last sentence, her voice was already hoarse.

She must have a fever again and her head hurt so much that it felt like it was about to explode.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Lucas' face. He was silent for a long time, then walked forward and took Vivianne's hand. "I'm sorry, Vivianne. I have struggled and hesitated, but I really didn't expect that I would fall in love with two women at the same time."

"What did you say ...."

"No matter what, this is your home and I will be your family for life. Kiara will still leave after a while. Later, she will be abroad and you will be here. Let's get along well together, okay?"

Vivianne's whole body trembled and she could not believe what she had just heard.

She looked at Kiara next to her helplessly, but she saw her spreading her hands casually and responded, "I don't mind, open marriage, no one needs to be tied up."

Vivianne felt that the two of them must be crazy, otherwise how could they say such things?

She shook off Lucas' hand and yelled at him, pointing at his face.

"You bastard!"

"You were the one who chased me in the first place! You brought me to this house! We were already engaged, we didn't break up and now you not only shamelessly brought this woman into the house, but you also humiliated me like this and you still -"

A piercing slap sounded.

Vivianne had always been pampered.

In the past, it was her adoptive parents who held her in their hands and later it was Lucas' parents who treated her as their own daughter and Lucas, who had known her for more than twenty years and had never said a harsh word to her.

Now he hit her for a mistress!

The slap was so hard that Vivianne, who was still weak, was pushed and hit the wine cabinet.