When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1879 Flowers For Vivian

Vivian sighed. "Don't worry, I might be angry, but I'm still holding it together."

She exhaled again and added, "It's not that I have feelings for him. I just feel... indignant. I'm carrying his child, and yet he..."

Cecilia didn't know what to say to comfort her.

Vivian then asked, "Ceci, can I come see you?"

"All right, I'll come pick you up," Cecilia replied, aware that pregnant women could

be emotionally volatile and worried something might happen.

"No need, I'm already in the car, on my way to you," Vivian said, sniffling. She really didn't want to stay home and face Zachary's lies.

Cecilia hadn't expected Vivian to be so decisive and quick.

She immediately replied, "I'll wait for you at the door."

"All right."

Meanwhile, on his way home, Zachary spotted a flower shop by the roadside. He told the driver to pull over, then quickly got out and bought a large, beautiful bouquet of assorted flowers.

Back in the car, he smiled and said to the driver, "Let's go. Step on it."

Zachary used to gift flowers to women in the past, but it was always handled by his subordinates. This time, however, the bouquet in his arms was personally selected and arranged by him.

The driver noticed the joy on Zachary's face and couldn't help commenting, "Your wife's really lucky-you always keep her in mind."

"She's carrying my child. Of course I think about her, even if she..." A triumphant smile tugged at Zachary's lips. His voice trailed off. Even if she wasn't pregnant, I'd still think about her.

Zachary didn't say the rest out loud.

He rushed back in haste, his body faintly carrying the fragrance of flowers.

"Where's Vivian?" he asked George and Jonathan, who were playing chess in the living room.

They were both aware that Vivian was upset. Out of concern, George had even discreetly arranged for someone to follow her, worried something might happen.

Once he learned Vivian had gone to see Cecilia, George felt relieved.

He played dumb, replying, “She might be sleeping. Pregnant women tend to tire easily."

Jonathan nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I think she turned in pretty early."

"That early?" Zachary sounded a bit disappointed. He could only find a vase for the flowers.

George and Jonathan exchanged a look before the boy asked, "Why did you buy flowers?"

"For Vivian, of course," Zachary replied.

George had originally planned to

scold Zachary for coming home so

late. B

seeing the fresh flowers in

his hands, he was pleased by the thoughtful gesture.

"Try to come home earlier from now on," George advised. "Don't go wandering around after work."

Zachary nodded. “I understand. I'll make sure to be back before she falls asleep next time."

"Aren't you going to check on her?" Jonathan prompted.

Zachary shook his head. "No, she's already asleep. We shouldn't disturb a pregnant woman's rest. I'll see her tomorrow."noveldrama

George and Jonathan were speechless. Vivian had stormed out in anger, yet Zachary truly believed she'd just gone to bed.

Jonathan felt compelled to nudge him again. "But I've heard it can be tough for pregnant women to get up during the night. You should at least go check-maybe she needs something."

"This happens in the early stages too?" Zachary looked genuinely puzzled, but quickly turned serious. "Right, the early months are the most uncomfortable. Okay, I go check on her now."

He made his way to Vivian's room.

The door was slightly ajar. Pushing it open, Zachary was met with darkness. He

didn't dare switch on the light, worried it might disturb Vivian's rest.

"Vivian?" he called softly, stepping quietly toward the bed.

A few moments passed.

"Vivian!" he called again, this time flipping on the light-only to find the bed empty. There was no sign of her anywhere.

"Wasn't she supposed to be sleeping?" he murmured, a frown slowly forming on his face.